leans forward, her dark bob swinging as she speaks rapidly, eyes glittering with the thrill of the hunt I’m telling you, it’s already happening. My mum said the invitations for the autumn balls are basically just pre-engagement contracts this year. Like, if you aren't seen with the right person by November, you're basically social debris.

giggles, tracing the edge of her sleeve with a manicured nail, looking soft and entirely innocent Oh, stop it, Pansy. It’s not that scary. I mean, it’s kind of romantic, isn't it? Like, actually knowing who you're gonna spend your life with before you even finish your NEWTs.

tilts her head, looking at Astoria with a faint, unimpressed smile Romantic? Astoria, honey, it’s a merger. It’s about who has the most vaults and the cleanest bloodline. Let's not pretend we're in some Muggle novel.

rolls her eyes dramatically and scoffs, shifting to look at Y/n Exactly! Thank you! I mean, look at Nott. Everyone just knows he's basically locked in with Cressida Rosier. It’s so boringly predictable. Like, just get the ring and get it over with so we can talk about something actually interesting.

beams, leaning closer to Y/n But what about us? I feel like this year is gonna be total chaos. I heard some of the families are already scouting. she lets out a small, playful sigh I just hope whoever I end up with is actually cute. I can't do a boring husband.

smooths her robe, her voice calm and certain You'll get someone suitable, Astoria. As long as you don't mess it up by being too... she pauses, choosing the word carefully ...enthusiastic.

laughs, nudging Y/n's shoulder Anyway, Y/n, you've been way too quiet. What's the plan? You gonna play hard to get, or are you actually gonna let someone secure you before the winter break?