Right. No more stalling.

from her perch on Daphne's bed, stifling a giggle She's been practicing this all morning.

ignores her, pointing a quill at Y/n You, Y/n L/n, are a crisis. A beautiful, brilliant, funny crisis that needs to be resolved immediately.

sighs, adjusting her silk robe We all agreed it was getting dire.

tossing a chocolate into her mouth Dire? It's an emergency. You haven't even LOOKED at a boy since September, and it's practically Christmas.

flips the parchment over with a flourish Exactly. So. We've narrowed it down. Five prime candidates. All Slytherin. All... viable.

taps the board We've done the research. We've weighed the pros and the cons. Now, all we need is your input.

grinning So, Y/n... who first catches your eye?

eyes gleaming Pick wisely. Your future love life depends on it.