Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.

Author's Note: This will be a series of drabbles on the pairing Morag MacDougal/Romilda Vane. The drabbles have nothing to do with one another, and it's highly likely that the timeframe will also skip around - some may take place at Hogwarts, some after.

This collection will most likely be submitted to several different competitions/challenges. This first drabble is for the 2012 Hogwarts Games, shot put event.

Yes, this is my OTP. Yes, I have incredibly weird taste in pairings.

Oh, this drabble is 139 words, not counting my obnoxiously long author's note!

Romilda nudges me under the table, and I feel a piece of paper fall onto my lap. Did she seriously just pass me a note in the middle of an Auror meeting? It's as though I'm thirteen again, passing notes with Su in Binns's class until Padma makes us stop.

I quickly look at Romilda, who's the picture of beautiful innocence, staring at the senior Auror speaking and hanging on his every word. She's going to get me in trouble one of these days, I know she is. Carefully, I unfold the note and glance down, hoping that nobody's paying real attention to me.

Can we go to a restaurant tonight? the note reads, and I try to stop myself from grinning. I think Romilda just asked me on a date.

"MacDougal? Are you paying attention?"

"Of course." Not.