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[vatipatil]

The question of some people's brilliance was never a doubt in my mind.

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[Private to Vati]

[zachariass]

In that case, please call me Zach. I'd say you've more than earned it, as well.

I can't wait to go to the ball with you.

[Private to Zach]

[vatipatil]

Then we've done our equal shares of earning, it seems.

Neither can I.

So tell me, Zach, what kind of a dancer are you?

[Private to Vati]

[zachariass]

A rather poor one, all things told. But I manage all right. Why do you ask?

[Private to Zach]

[vatipatil]

Well, at a ball, people do tend to dance, don't they?

Of course, even if you couldn't manage a simple shuffle, none of that would matter to me. There are more important things. (Truthfully? All I know are Indian dances.)

[private to 'Vati]

[lav_brown_]

Thank you, my dear.

I've already made my namesake, and it looks fabulous, if I do say so myself.

Oh! I was going to tell you! Terry asked me to the ball! It was going to be the next thing out of my mouth, and then HE asked! So... YAY!

[private to Lav]

[vatipatil]

I imagined it might, darling. I wonder what sort of colour 'Parvati' would be?

Marvelous, Lavvy! If it was already on his mind, there's no telling what sort of escapades you two could end up in. Zach and I have certainly progressed from dates to... well, I'm not entirely sure what we are, now.

But I'm so glad that you get to go, after all (and with a rather handsome escort, to boot - Boot! Pardon my awful pun.).

[private to Vati]

[lav_brown_]

I'm envisioning a marvelous pink/blue sort of colour... But maybe that's just me.

I'm not holding my breath, but I /will/ admit that I'm rather excited now! And I want more details on your progression, dear! I mean, I just learned you two were going to the ball together!

And as for your last joke, it was a real /pun/-ishment.

[private to Lav]

[vatipatil]

Hmm. So a pinkish-blue... perhaps something in a purplish shade, then? (I've always been partial to red, myself.)

Well, that's because Zach just announced it, the dear. And you want news? We kissed a couple days ago.

Haha, you witty girl, you.

[Private to Parvati]

[padi_patil]

Whose brilliance are you speaking of?

And congratulations on getting a date to the ball. (Although I have to ask. Zacharias? Why him?)

[Private to Padma]

[vatipatil]

Lavender's, mostly. She came up with this fantastic mixture to replace our damage varnish. (And yours, respectively, mostly because I've found myself admiring you lately.)

Have you planned on asking anyone, or are you going stag? (I'm not entirely sure. Something just... clicked in our first conversation, and I thought to ask him. He said yes, so...

And we kissed, so it can't have been a bad decision, right?)

[Private to Parvati]

[padi_patil]

Ah, just what the world needs. More nail varnish. (Kidding!) Seriously, I'm glad the two of you found a way to replace what was destroyed. (Mine? Why on earth have you been admiring me?)

Vati, I don't even want to go to the ball. I'm only going because as a prefect, I have to. Why would I ask anyone?

(Just because a boy kisses you, it doesn't mean he's a good person. Do you think he's a good person?)

[Private to Padma]

[vatipatil]

Just what we need, you mean. And I wish it was that easy for everyone else. (Because you've been surprisingly calm through what's been happening. And you still manage to be your usual sweet self, despite your long hours of studying.)

You might simply ask a friend for company. It doesn't have to be a romantic date.

(Of course I do. He's wonderful.)