joie is the most fail everrrrrr tagging a week late D:
Lavender had spent forever picking out the right outfit. She wasn't sure what she and Seamus were going to tell people. About... things. She wasn't that far along but her pants were getting a little snug, which was depressing. And then there was always morning sickness. How would she explain that.
Panicking, Lavender had to sit down and have herself a cup of tea (non-caffeine! Oh how she missed the good stuff though...) before she was able to finish dressing in a one of her bigger pairs of pants and loose fitting top.
She made her way to Romilda's house as quickly as she could, knowing she was already running late according to the imaginary clock in her head. Finally though she arrived and brushed off a few rogue snowflakes before knocking on the door and plastering on a smile.