Prompt: an event. I chose the Yule Ball.

Word count: 275

"You'll never guess what happened."

"You got asked to the Yule Ball?"

"Is it that obvious?"

"Yes – you should see your face. You're blushing like crazy. Who's the fellow?"

"You'll really never guess that."

A pause. "Nope. Who is it?"

"Harry."

An incredulous look. "Harry Potter?"

"Are there any other Harry's at Hogwarts?"

"It's possible. It isn't an uncommon name, and this is a relatively large school."

"Yes, Harry Potter."

"The Triwizard Champion."

"Yup."

A hug between sisters. "I'm so happy for you!"

"Thank you, but I have a feeling it'll be awkward."

"So you'll just have to show him the ropes then, won't you, Parvati?"

"Everyone knows he fancies Cho Chang."

"True. But I believe it'll be fine."

"Um. There's one other thing I needed to ask you about. I mean, I promised Harry I'd talk to you about it." A somewhat shaky, guilty-looking smile.

"Oh, no. What did you do?"

"Nothing, nothing! It's just...you know Ron Weasley?"

"Yeah...?"

"He doesn't have a date either."

"And?"

"Harry wondered if I knew anyone who could go with him, and I said I'd talk to you about it."

"Why did you do that?"

"Well, it's not like you have a date either!"

"And if I say no?"

Idle thumb twiddling. "Nothing, I guess." Standing up. "But it means you have to find a date in the next week or be shown up by your twin sister, remembering how limited your choices are."

"Clearly the choices weren't so limited; Harry Potter just asked you!" Arms folding. A moment's consideration. "Fine. I'll go with Ron Weasley."

A hard look's softening. Another embrace. "Thank you, Padma."

"Yeah, yeah."