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Regrets and Denial
Lavender
Nobody marries their Hogwarts sweetheart, Lavender tells herself.
She walks down the empty corridor, her muggle high heels making a rhythmic beat on the stone floor. Seamus isn't serious.
But really, somewhere deep inside her, she knows that he is.
It makes her wonder what Parvati will think.
She knows Padma will be pleased. She mentions it at during the Christmas festivities, sipping eggnog, watching her best friend do a rendition of The Weird Sisters in Hindi.
Before the wedding, the twins charm her hair.
It glitters red, cascading down her back in unfamiliar curls.
But she still can't discern what Parvati is thinking as she murmurs; I do.
Padma
Padma has been keeping secrets ever since Parvati learned how to speak. Occasionally, she turns that silence into a sport, observing her sister pocket stolen figurines without a word.
She was always good at people watching.
It wasn't difficult to notice.
Lavender's confession doesn't faze her. The hesitant, whispered truth was received without those awkward, bumbling comments one expects.
There was only ever one answer to give.
Why … because Parvati's flesh and blood mirrors her own.
She isn't tainted. She could never be like that.
ParvatiWait for the man to make the first move. Was that an English custom, or an Indian one?
It doesn't matter now. She blinks tears away angrily as Lavender lends towards her husband, cursing tradition and all that it stood for.
Things could have been different.