Hogsmead

[Shawn]

Shawn shrugged and followed Lavender to the booth that Destiny had selected. He sat down and started drumming his fingers on the table.

[_Lavender_]

Lavender finished her ice-cream with the most clean of kisses and bites, getting up, and throwing away her napkin and the bottom piece of her cone. She started toward the booth, brushing her raven hair behind her ear with a cold, pale hand, a small tremble, brief, almost unnoticeable, shivering through her body - barely noticeable, yes, but still there. Lavenders eyes flickered to the window, and suddenly, she stopped. Her many shaded, moody eyes grew wide as she saw, what no one else staring out the window, would understand.

She saw her reflection. And behind her, someone whom she had not expected to see, especially there, had come up directly behind her. None would see what had happened. The flurry of black cloaks was too thick in the shop. But Lavender would never forget it. Through her middle, a blade was impaled from his hand - not just any blade, but a copper blade. And because of Lavenders strange reactions to the metal, such a wound was fatal. She could not be cured by any magic, from any source, her own or otherwise - she was fatally, mortally wounded. She breathed in deeply, murmuring a soft, 'Oh'.. of surprise...

There was a flurry of grey mist, and he was gone. And at that same instant, Lavender fell. People, confused, scurried out of the way - she fell softly, turning, landing smoothly on her back, her head turned just to the side, one hand setting far out from her, the other bent, and close to her being. Her eyes were closed, her breathing slow, her lips parted just slightly with a sense of angelic smoothness. And Lavender was still, with all the grace and pureness of the fallen beauty she was...

[Shawn]

"Lavender!"Shawn ran over to her and dropped down beside her. He picked her up and held her close to his chest."Destiny, go to Hara and bring Fiara to me!"

"But Hara is in the Desert Kingdom."

"Now!"Destiny nodded and dissappered."Hold on Lavender."He said looking down at Lavender's face.

[Ginny Weasly]

Ginny appeared again, with a boy. She knelt down beside Lavender.
"Oh no.." Ginny whispered, knowing immediatly what happened when she touched Lavenders wound with a soft hand.
"She's allergic to copper." Ginny said, bitting her lip, she looked at Shawn, then at the boy, then back at Lavender.
"Conan, go home." She said softly. The boy nodded and dissappeared, leaving Ginny there.

"Shh, Lavender, there's gotta be a way to help you." Ginny murmmered, inspecting the wound.

[_Lavender_]

"No..." Lavender mumbled softly, moaning breathless sobs, as she began to squirm, though with a ghostly weakness that was utterly different than her usual self.

She trembled and shivered to being touched, convulsing violently to Ginny's inspection, in a way that the fabric of her shirt slid up to the middle of her ribcage, to the lower threads of her black bra, revealing the gaping wound. From the deep injury, black, purple, red vein-like threads had already started to fan out. Lavender whimpered, the chilling air bringing her rolling around to consciousness.
Being conscious was not the best thing for her.

"Hemphgafdgffmm...." she sputtered incoherently, her chest rapidly rising and falling as she continued to squirm..

[Ginny Weasly]

"d**nit, knock off the moving!" Ginny ordered harshly. She looked up at Shawn.
"Have you sent for help?"

[_Lavender_]

Lavender emitted a sort of cat-like growl, a moment before she violently twisted herself away, landing firmly upon her belly and forearms, with the remainder of her strength, holding herself up. She coughed, blood spilling from her mouth onto the once clean floor, bringing gasps and screams from the growing crowd around them.
Lavender shuddered, her arms slipped, and she flattened, her cheek resting in the pool of her own blood, of which seeped into her hair, and clothes and began to expand away from her body. Her eyes were open - though fainter - she was still awake, but only just. She heard the outroar of the crowd, and much as a kitten would do, she tucked her head into the crook of her elbow, her raven hair bringing out the paleness, and the sickly yellowing, reddish color of her flesh. Lavender moaned, twitching in pure, undiluted agony, her being screaming, though still jolting in unpredictable jerks..

[Ginny Weasly]

"Alright, enough of this." Roughly, Ginny turned Lavender onto her side and tapped her forhead.
"Now pick one Lavender, either you stay awake and stop moving, or I'll knock you out." She refused to let the fact that Lavender was like a sister to her get in the way of healing her.

[_Lavender_]

The many greens of Lavender's glittering eyes stared up at Ginny with the most uncertain of looks, unmoving, until, after a mere blinking of her eyes, all had changed. Her body relaxed, and took on a sort of uncaring disposition, her eyes, now ember red, dancing, watching Ginny with the most curious of gazes, her tongue running over her lips, stained with the blood that had just fallen from them.

"You wish to cure me of such an incurable thing?.. I will watch you try, futile mortals..."
The demonic wraith utterly fled and withdrew from her then, upon Lavender's forcing, want, to return. She fought at it, and forced it away, lying still beneath Ginny's hands, no longer falsely relaxed, but too weakened to move. She hated it, hated it, when she let the locked down side of herself be freed.. if only for a moment. It was not her, Lavender, who had appeared then..

~~Ginny,~~ she breathed in thought. ~~I'm sorry..~~

In truth, Lavender had not been in control of her constant twitching - it was her traitorous body, acting in reaction to the copper reaction. Just as she wasn't then, her still, but awake form, not under her total control.
Lavenders body, when injured by any copper substance, did not heal, in fact it reacted in a worsened state, to any magical healing. She knew this quite well, though she wished second by second that it wasn't true..

[Ginny Weasly]

"I know lavender, i know not to use magic. I didn't take Medical lessons for nothing, dear. I didn't wander through my sisters mind for nothing." Ginny said. By sister, she ment Lavender, that was for sure. She pulled off her pouch and opulled out some regular guaze of which had never had the magical substance added and laid it upon Lavenders wounds, to help the bleeding slow.

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COOL STORY ONE DAY IM GOING TO MAKE A GOOD STORY LIKE THAT

[Ginny Weasly]

(Okay, you can't intturupt RP's like that!)