Parvati thought about Seamus' question as she scooped her ice cream in her mouth. "I think tonight we should drink a lot and laugh a lot, and maybe you tell me about all the wonderful and terrible things I have missed. I've heard...there have been deaths. I know people don't want to talk about it much now, but I don't know everything, and I feel like an idiot for it. Also, I want to know about the good things. Oh, I so wish I was there! But that's all behind us; no more telling me how right you all were when you said I should stay. No one knows more than I do." She smiled at Dean, shyly. "I feel like an especially bad friend to you, Dean. You were gone, and I was so worried about you, and then the year ended and somehow I couldn't deal with it? Ugh. BUT! No more. You'll have to drag me away from you all kicking and screaming!"
She finished her bowl and began washing it in the sink, waiting for her words to sink in. She hoped she wasn't being too nosey, expecting her friends to share the fear and pain they had experienced in her absence, but she wanted to know so much.