Lavender and Parvati
She didn't need to look around to recognise Parvati's voice. "Of course," she said, shifting a little to make room. It was rather cramped under all the blankets, but she found she liked it. She really didn't like open spaces, these days. Even the open air below the canopy of her four-poster seemed like an abyss. This felt safe, even though a badly aimed sneeze could probably blow the whole thing over.