Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
Author's Note: For the 2012 Hogwarts Games, pole vault event. The drabble is 502 words according to wordcounttool, although FFN's word count is messed up (plus the A/N obviously doesn't count).
Warning: The pairing is Astoria/Romilda/Demelza, although it's one-sided and nothing actually happens.
Astoria hesitates before the door, tempted to go somewhere else. She knows that this would be the best place, however, even though she's sure her little crush on Romilda hasn't completely disappeared yet. She reaches a hand up and knocks, and the door opens quickly. A familiar face, framed by curly black hair, peeks out at her.
"Astoria!" The girl's face lights up. "Come on in! How've you been?"
Astoria takes a deep breath. "Daphne kicked me out," she says. "Theo's moving into her apartment, and she doesn't want me around. Mainly because I know they're going to be shagging on every available surface and they don't want me to interrupt." She makes a face, and the girl - Romilda - tuts sympathetically.
"You can stay here as long as you need to," Romilda replies. "Demi's staying here as well. The three of us, back together again - Merlin, I haven't seen you in forever." She pulls the door all the way open, allowing the Greengrass girl to slip inside, dragging her trunk. "I still remember you, at the Final Battle, dressed in Muggle clothes because you didn't want people to see your Slytherin clothes and assume you were fighting against them."
As the door shuts behind them, Astoria manages a smile. "And I still remember you and Demelza accidentally running into me, and then the pair of you telling me that I'd be killed if I didn't stick with you two. Then, in our last two years at Hogwarts, the three of us did some pretty crazy things. Like, for instance, the time that Demelza decided it would be a good idea to turn Professor McGonagall's classroom pink."
"Did somebody say my name?" Demelza pokes her head around a doorway, a slight smirk appearing on her pretty face. "That idea was brilliant, though..." She lets the sentence trail off, obviously reminiscing about the whole situation. "So good to see you, Astoria! We haven't gotten together very much after Hogwarts."
"I've noticed that, too," Romilda says. "We have to share a room," she continues, changing the subject "It's a one-bedroom flat. But the bed is absolutely enormous, so it shouldn't be that much of a problem."
"It's only enormous because you enlarged it," Demelza replies, rolling her eyes, although a smile plays on her lips. "I'm pretty sure that it's as big as my childhood bedroom."
"I've seen your bedroom," Romilda says, "and I'm pretty sure that my closet is bigger than that."
Astoria smiles at that, but her heart skips a beat. Sharing a bed with Romilda, the object of her affections, and Demelza, who's become a beautiful young woman? Could there be anything more tempting?
Demelza sighs, interrupting Astoria's thoughts. "I love that we're friends," she says happily, throwing her arms around both Astoria and Romilda.
"Me too," Astoria mumbles, although she can't help but wish the three of them were more than friends, that their relationship was more than platonic.
She pushes those thoughts away. That could never happen.