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It has been a good day. Long after the war and the damage left behind by Greyback, good days are too few and far between. But Lavender has made it through the day without a meltdown, and she counts that as a victory.
She summons a teacup before lifting the kettle and pouring the steaming water over the teabag. She sits at the table, spooning sugar into the hot drink. After a moment of consideration, she plucks a Chocolate Frog from her pocket. Since the attack, she's kept chocolate on her at all times. It's one of the few things that take her back to a happier, simpler time.
The front door opens and closes. A moment later, Parvati is in the kitchen, smiling brightly S she sets a container of ice cream on the table.
"You brought ice cream," Lavender observes. "Is this a date?"
Her girlfriend laughs softly, sitting next to her and summoning bowls and spoons. "You've known me for nearly a decade now. When has ice cream ever been anything other than a date?"
"Fair point."
And with that, Lavender peels away the lid of the container, digging her spoon into the ice cream and transferring it to her bowl. She licks her lips, eager. As she lifts her spoon to her lips, she noticed Parvati watching her. "Don't you ever get tired of that?"
"Looking at you? Nah. I can do this all day."
Lavender hates the way she blushes at that. What is it about Parvati that makes her feel so undone? No one else can quite shake her the way her girlfriend does. It's ridiculous since they've been dating for so long. How can Parvati reduce her to little more than a blushing fool?
"You know, a life without ice cream would be a fare worse than death," Parvati says.
"I think a life without you would be much worse."
Parvati laughs like she thinks Lavender is trying to be smooth. It isn't like that, though. She means every word of it. Parvati had stayed by her side during her darkest days. Even when Lavender had given up on herself, Parvati stood by her and never lost hope.
At the end of the day, chocolate and ice cream are all fine and well, but they aren't her keys to happiness. Nothing could ever come close to making Lavender feel as safe and secure as Parvati does.