Those two thoughts kept running through Padma's head as they left Nott and made their way toward the group in the centre of the pitch. She could make out Harry's presence as they grew closer. Ron and Draco. Was that Draco's father? There were a number of others she didn't recognize straight off, but who seemed familiar. Padma supposed they were people she might have known at different ages, perhaps people from the Ministry or old professors?
But, one thing nagged at her. Turning to her sister, she put a hand on her arm to stop her. They could meet everyone else in a moment.
"This is what's been bothering you for months, isn't it? I thought you were working a case you couldn't talk about. But, it was this." They both had chosen jobs that required secrecy, so they understood when the other couldn't say anything. Now, though, Padma wished she had pushed a little because it wasn't often she saw her sister come undone over one of her visions like she had just done in front of Nott.