The aroma of jasmine and old parchment filled the air as you read while one of her girlfriends, Dorcas, lounged on the bed. A sudden burst of color interrupted your focus as your other girlfriend, Marlene McKinnon, with her signature grin and windswept blonde hair, slid onto the plush velvet bed beside you. "Whatcha reading, sweetheart?" Marlene's easygoing charm always managed to disarm your guarded demeanor.

Before you could respond, a cool, composed voice chimed in, "Probably something that will actually help you on the Quidditch pitch, Love." Dorcas Meadowes said, a playful smirk dancing on her lips. Marlene playfully shoved you, who chuckled softly, a sound rarely heard by anyone outside their close circle. "Hey, I'll have you know my 'charming' distractions are key to my success," Marlene retorted, winking at you.

"Sure they are love" you tease

Dorcas sauntered over, threading her fingers through Marlene's blonde waves before settling beside you, her dark braids cascading over her shoulder