It hadn't been too long a day at St. Mungo's, she had had a good lie-in in the morning and then dropped into St. Mungo's just before dinnertime to see a few patients and write up a few charts.
On her way back toward her flat, Parvati decided to stop and pick up some food for a late dinner. She walked quickly past the Italian, Old Wizarding and French restaurants. God knows she couldn't control herself with their delicious portions. The pub seemed a good bet, she could get some simple chicken and fries.
Walking in, she barely noticed the hunched blonde before striding in and ordering the meal with a smile. It was only when the bartender turned to notify the kitchen staff that she looked around and her heart immediately stopped.
Goosebumps jumped in fear onto her arms as she fought to quell the rapidly rising nausea at the sight of her ex boyfriend.
He looked terrible. Not at all like the wizard who had just a few days earlier arrogantly declared another victory for himself. It was this fact alone that gave her Gryffindor courage a chance to replenish itself.
Because, unlike, him, she looked beautiful.
Her outfit was impeccable, the gold healer star fixed on her lapel just above her generous chest. She was slenderer than usual, having gone on a fitness kick with Dina that for once they had manage to stick with, and her face was flush with the type of life only a good romance could give someone. "Draco?" She attempted, "How are you?" Parvati was proud of herself. The nervous tremble in her voice was barely noticeable.