Oct 11, 2006 23:01
Hermione passes through the Mansion, and after collecting a cup of tea from the kitchen, she goes outside to enjoy the last bits of fall sunshine. She's folded her wings to as small as they'll get.
As she nurses her tea, she thinks things over. She would appreciate a friendly face to talk to, especially if it's an old friend's.
Typist: Feel free to disturb her, especially if your pup knows her and would like to talk!
feanor,
hermione,
fred and george,
ginny weasley