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"But I am super successful!" Parvati said.
"Yeah, but you're also getting compared to me, who is also super successful." Padma said, sticking her tongue out at her sister. Everyone got a big laugh out of this.
That following weekend was the first Hogsmeade weekend of the year, and Daphne had given Harry a scroll of parchment with a schedule on it, as well as two Wiggenweld potions, with times she recommended he take them. His schedule was laid out as follows: he would ride the carriage to Hogsmeade with Padma. He would spend roughly an hour with her, before being passed on to Daphne. After his hour with Daphne, he is sent to Susan for her hour. A final hour in Hogsmeade with Hermione, who he is to then ride the carriage back with. Once they arrive back, Harry is to spend at least an hour with Luna inside the castle, before then being allowed to pass out from exhaustion.
Harry readied himself before making his way to the carriages for Hogsmeade, finding Padma in the crowd hadn't been difficult, and Harry was immediately taken aback by her attire. Having never really gotten to spend much time with Padma outside of school, Harry very rarely got to see her in clothes other than their school uniform, which covered pretty much everything and weren't very flattering. Her current clothes, a pair of jeans and a tight fitting T-shirt, were much better, at least in his eyes.
"Looks like I'm up first Harry!" Padma said, her tone jubilant. "Hope you're ready!"
"I hope so too." Harry said. "Still getting used to all of this, so sorry if I mess it up."
"Oh please, Mr. Harry Potter, slayer of Trolls and Basilisks, but scared of messing up a date. I swear, you'd think you mess everything up as much as you worry." Padma said.
"I mean, I do kind of do that, nothing ever really goes to plan." Harry said, putting his hand out for Padma to use as a stabilizer to step up into the carriage.
"You don't, but I won't be fighting you about this. We've got better things to talk about on our carriage ride." Padma said, as Harry took the seat next to her in the small carriage.
"What did you have in mind?" Harry asked, looking at her tanned face.
Her brown eyes looked back at him, before closing into a smile. "What we're going to do during our time together!"
"Oh, right… I honestly have no idea what to do. I asked Roger Davies, the sixth year prefect? He said that we should go to Madam Puddifoots. Apparently that's where you're supposed to go on dates." Harry said nervously.
"I don't think that's a good idea. Penelope told me that place is… dull to say the least. The kind of place everyone THINKS they should go for a date, but neither will actually have any fun. Let's not go there. There's a music shop on the high street, called Dervish and Banges I think, let's head there. You can find something for your flute maybe!" Padma said.
"Sounds fun. We'll do that then." Harry was beginning to think this might turn out better than he had expected. Leave it to Padma to set him on the right path, Harry wondered if Daphne had done that on purpose.
Arriving in Hogsmeade was a mostly painless experience, the carriages came to a stop just outside of the gates that led into the town, where all students disembarked while a few professors, in this case Hagrid and Pomona Sprout did a headcount to make sure that the number of students who left Hogwarts, was equal to the number of students who arrived at Hogsmeade. From there, the crowd of eager juveniles dispersed into the streets of the normally sleepy village.
Dervish and Banges was a small shop found on the High Street, its walls lined with various musical instruments. The shop somehow seemed bigger than its outward size would suggest. Harry had heard about space expansion charms, perhaps this shop had some in its walls. Such a feat would likely have cost a pretty penny.
Padma led Harry by the hand through the shop, taking him to a small section of flutes. In front of the selection of instruments was a small selection of songbooks that Padma began to finger through. "I've heard you play your flute a few times, but I've realized I have no idea what kind of music you actually like. What do you listen to?" Padma asked, looking towards her boyfriend.
Harry stopped to consider it for a moment, he really wasn't sure. He mostly used the radio for background noise while he worked on homework. "I suppose rock? A band called Guns and Roses did a cover of 'Live and Let Die' last year. Dad introduced me to the James Bond movies and I really liked them, so I quite like that song. Dad had a cassette of theirs and we occasionally listened to it in the car."
"Of course Mr. Harry Potter loves James Bond. Bet you're hoping we'll be your Bond girls?" Padma asked, smirking at him.
"A boy can dream." Harry said, picking back at her.
"Oh stop. Anyway, I don't think you'll find much flute music from them though. Have you thought about another instrument?" Padma asked, continuing to finger through the music books.
"Not really. Between studying and dueling practice, as well as making time for you girls, I barely have enough time to practice my flute, much less another instrument." Harry said. "I've barely been practicing it really."
"Oh, that's too bad. I love hearing you play." Padma said. "Well, do any of these flutes catch your eye? I know Hagrid made you yours and it's special to you, but it's probably not tuned the best." Pa Lldma said, gesturing to the wall of flutes.