Inside her lush, childhood bedroom, Parvati was busy pouring over the seating plans for the wedding. Aunt Shantha and Aunt Roshi were no longer on speaking terms (some sort of disagreement over, of all things, a house-elf) and now those tables had to be rearranged. Since school was finished (thank goodness!) and her convocation was complete, Parvati could now spend every moment planning her lavish wedding to the man who drove her to the brinks of insanity and back.
Hearing her sister's call, Parvati rolled her eyes and with a giggle answered back, "Well of course, I told you Padma, you needn't bother knocking! I'd lock the door if I was in a state of undress!"