"Oh, ew. His skin is so dark and dry, it doesn't even look like skin, more like a hide of sorts." Parvati nodded furiously, leaning back onto a matching ivory couch, her eyes trained on the mirror image of herself. "YOU LEFT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE DINNER?"
Parvati's eyes were giant orbs as she stared at her sister. Impressed at her audacity, and also slightly taken back. "No way. Oh my god, Padma. You're incredible. I'm a Gryffindor and the very thought of doing that makes my stomach hurt!"
In the way of all younger sisters in the history of the world, Parvati idolized her older sister. Everything she did always seemed amazing to her.
"What went so wrong during the dinner? You should stay here tonight. Draco's working late today but I'm certain he won't mind." Parvati bit her bottom lip, "Okay, I want to discuss this more, but I think I should call home and tell them you're here, otherwise Daddy might come here in a worry-rage, and then it'll be a giant fiasco. What do you think?"