Parvati hadn’t intended to stay as long as she had, but the Christmas in July party was definitely far more entertaining than she’d anticipated. The festivities were spectacular and the food and drink selection had been above par. Course, she recognized that she probably shouldn’t have expected anything less from Charlie Montgomery.
As she approached one of the drink tents she was immediately put off by the line. Slightly drunk and generally impatient she considered her odds of making the trek to the other side of the park to another tent - or maybe the bar the event had commandeered. Taking the chance to get away from the crowds she made her way to the section behind the service tents to avoid the main crowd so she wouldn’t have to dip and dodge in her choice in holiday hooker heels.
Stopping she made sure to text her group of friends;
Today 07:05 PM
Fuck this tent. Going to the bar instead. Send search party in 30min.
As she turned to continue her journey, however, her feet were stuck to the ground. Her intoxicated brain tried again to lift her feet to no avail and she looked up to spot one of the mischievous mistletoe above her head. It was karma really - she’d been laughing at mistletoe victims all afternoon and well… “Fuck you,” she mumbled to the plant as she reached back into her bag for her phone. Karma of course responded again with an unfortunate fumble as her cell toppled out of her hand to just a few inches out of reach.
“ARGH! Fuck!!” she would have stomped her foot if it had been possible. Her hands came to cover her mouth as she closed her eyes and took in a breath. Realizing that her attempt to get away from the crowd would not help her in this situation. The workers inside of the service tents were preoccupied and surrounded by noise.
“Hello!?” she called to no one in particular. A group a few yards away didn’t seem very interested in helping. “Could you help a girl out?” she called after them - they snickered and kept walking.
“Will someone just kiss me, PLEASE!” she called out again a flail of her arms present.
Gemma had laughed over a text she had received when she thought she had heard someone cry out. She was able to follow the voice when she saw Parvati stuck.
“Hey, Parvati.” She commented with a smile.
"Oh thank, merlin!" The Gryffindor loosened a bit.
“These things are a pain in the arse, aren’t they?” She put her phone away and took off the hood part of her costume. While Gemma certainly didn’t mind giving a woman like Parvati a kiss, consent was still important, even if she had just screamed it out.
“Still need a rescuer?” She asked.
"Yes, please!" Parvati smiled and flailed her arms out to either side of her as a sign of relief, "Though, fair warning, I've never snogged a Christmas tree."
Gemma laughed. “First time for everything, I guess!” Knowing that Parvati was eager to be unstuck, she didn’t want to spend too much time with the small chit-chat. Which was fine with Gemma because she hated small talk.
The kiss was gentle, nothing like a half-hour snog session but Gemma knew that the spell didn’t need much for Parvati to become unstuck. Parvati theatrically leaned in with a pucker for the rescue kiss. It was sweet but friendly. When Gemma pulled back, she made sure to let Parvati move a bit to make sure the spell was broken.
Parvati lifted her arms and took a step back as she yelled out, "MY HERO!" She glanced across the way to those who'd giggled and done nothing and mumbled with a middle finger in their direction, "Fuck you, fuck you and fuck you-"
Turning back to Gemma she grinned. "Thanks so much, can I buy you a drink as a reward?"
Gemma laughed loudly, amused by Parvati’s gumption. “You’re welcome and sure! That’s a reward I can get behind, cheers.”