"Yes, I finished Healing. St. Mungo's took me as a resident, but I hope to fast-track the program to be a consultant by the end of the year." Parvati explained. It was very far from the life she thought she would have led when she was at Hogwarts. Although it wasn't her dream: Married to Draco, she was finally genuinely happy with her career and her boyfriend. She didn't look around corners or expect a sudden change in her fortunes anymore. Not since that day at Malfoy Manor when everything had fallen apart.
It was better that Draco did not crumple, for if time had proven one thing, it was that Parvati had too much care for him to turn him away.
At his sharp comment, she blinked a few times, annoyed. "Yes, I do. I was trying to not be rude by bringing it up. I imagine that is why you're currently drinking away your sorrows?" Parvati seemed coldly mature at this moment, "It's not particularly constructive of you."
"As far as I understand it, the general consensus is that it's just a setback for you. You can learn from your mistakes, you needn't spiral." Her lips were pursed, knowing full well Draco's tendancy to angst. "You...."
She fell silent then, hating herself for instantly trying to make him feel better. He had barely spoken two words to her and yet here she was, with that eager instinct to shower him with praise and faith.