Padma shrugged. “It’s not really that simple,” the studious Ravenclaw mumbled. “It’s…” She sighed and trailed off. Padma crossed her legs at the ankles and kept her gaze firmly on the tray of treats. “What do you do after? I mean, you like someone and then what?”
She really had no idea how one went about dating.
“It was a good friend of my sister’s,” Padma hinted, wondering if the older woman would fish for more information.