Rowena Ravenclaw looked up only halfway before seeing Godric leaning over her desk.
"Yes?" She said, peering over her glasses, her daughter standing with a book beside her. "Riddles" was the name. "Albus again?" She questioned, looking for the small boy.
"Err...no." He said awkwardly, staring at her. "I was wondering whether you'd be interested in attending dinner with me this evening." Rowena blushed.
"Is there something you'd like to discuss with me, Godric?" She questioned.
"Have you not had a date before, Rowena?" He questioned, staring again.
Rowena slipped on her tiara that night, sliding a book and her wand in her bag. Did she look alright?