"This Friday, Hogwarts is going to be hosting its first annual Prom. Now, this is something completely new that probably many of you have never heard of. It's a Muggle tradition for Muggles who are still in school," Professor Parvati explains. Scorpius traces over his Transfiguration binder, a heart with a simple calligraphic "R" in the corner. Professor Parvati smiles, her fingers lingering on her thick black hair, adorned with strips of gold, reminiscing.
"Professor Finnigan, our Muggle Studies professor, deemed it appropriate to host a Muggle tradition before the Muggle Studies final.
"All students 4th year and above are welcome to attend. Dresses are necessary, ladies – and gentlemen, tuxedos are appropriate."
"And that concludes our time today – for homework, I want a 2 page length report on the risk of transforming an abiotic object to a biotic object. Class dismissed."
Rose walks back to her dorm, Lily Potter by her side.
"So, prom, huh?" Lily smiles, nudging Rose with her elbow.
"Haha, yeah. My mom's told me about it, I've heard it's a really big deal."
Lily nods, lost in thought, her fiery red hair ablaze.
"Dress shopping?" she suggests, her emerald eyes light with excitement.
"You know it," Rose grins, and they drop their books into their dorm. Rose lays down on her polka dotted comforter, her tiredness crashing down on her. Sleep is a welcomed friend, and she feels her eyes begin to shut.
"You go to dinner," she slurs, "I think I'm going to take a nap. Tell Scorpius…" But Rose's eyes drift shut, and her words fade into nothing.