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Hermione Granger put a strand of caramel colored hair behind her ear, as she surveyed her companions.
At the moment, Ron seemed to be eyeing one of her family's old Christmas decorations with contempt. And as she looked back on the foggy memories that were her youth, and time before joining the Wizarding World, Hermione thought that...
It was from some movie about a shoemaker wanting to make footwear for Jesus?
Or, perhaps, was the shoe thing something she was thinking of from "Shoeshine Girl"? She always seemed to mix those two up, somehow...
"Ron..." Hermione started, not missing the particular look on the youngest boy Weasley's face.
"Hermione," Ron interrupted her without much preamble (as some things, it seemed, would never change). "Don't tell me we're here to make shoes for house elves. That idea of yours, while nice, yes—it led to our first kiss together, I know—is quite mental!"
Pausing—as she'd prepared to drink some