Date: August 17, 1999. Characters: Hestia Jones, Hermione Granger. Location: Diagon Alley. Status: Public Summary: Hestia's doing a bit of shopping. Completion: Complete
The cobbler had managed to save the shoes. Hermione would have to owl Lavender soon about that promised dinner because she honestly hadn't even considered having the shoes repaired by a professional. The heel felt normal, without that oddness that had accompanied her charm to fix it temporarily.
After she left Roland's, she glanced at the sky and made a face. The storms were starting to getting annoying now. She didn't mind rain or even storms for a couple of days, but the threat of hail and heavy rain made it difficult to get errands done, magic or not. She was glad that there was at least a bit of a lull right now because she wanted to stop in at the bookshop before she went home.
She started walking and noticed Hestia Jones along the way. "Hello, Hestia," she greeted with a smile. "Managing to stay dry, I hope?"
Hestia started a bit from her wonderings at the sound of her name. "Oh, hello Hermione! Yes, and I've got my Impervius charms all in place, just in case it starts up again. What brings you to Diagon Alley today?"
"I had to pick up a pair of shoes," she said. "It seemed a good time to get a few errands done, even if the weather isn't exactly pleasant. Of course, I might just be using it as an excuse to go shopping for books, since I tend to accept any excuse for that that I can find. How are you?"
Hestia nodded. "I was thinking about getting a book myself," she said. "Oh, I'm fine, thank you. Enjoying my day off, despite the weather. How are you? And Ron and Harry? They're both doing well, I assume?"
"Oh, definitely pleasure," Hestia replied cheerfully. "I was thinking about a nice mystery. How about you?"
"I imagine it would. I remember when Dora was in training and I was training to be a Healer. We were lucky if we owled more than once a fortnight," Hestia said with a sad smile.
"A mystery? That sounds nice. I enjoy a good mystery. Have you read everything by Christie? She's a favorite," she said. "There's also an author that I've recently discovered, Elizabeth George. I've only read one so far, but I found it quite enjoyable."
She glanced at the cloudy sky when Hestia mentioned Tonks. "I'm lucky to share a house with them or I'm not sure how often I'd see them. I think that Tonks would have enjoyed the thought of them both signing up, if only to see them get their arses kicked by training."
"I haven't read much Christie, no, but I do love Elizabeth George. I can relate to Havers a lot. And Lynley's just dishy," Hestia said enthusiastically. "I also really like Minette Walters."
"My grandfather had most of Christie's novels, so I inherited them from him when he passed. It got me really interested in mysteries, I suppose," she said thoughtfully. "I don't recognize Walters, but I'll have to continue following George's series if it's consistently enjoyable."
"Yes, I started stealing my mothers' when I was young," Hestia said, "I think it's often an inherited taste. You should try her out. The Dark Room is my favourite of hers."
"Possibly. I've always liked taking things apart and figuring out how they work, so I think that just made mysteries entertaining because I could solve puzzles," she said with a shrug. "I'll look her up soon. Thanks for the suggestion."
She glanced at the sky again. "I think I'd better go on to the bookshop so I have time to browse before I should get home. It was nice running into you, Hestia."
After she left Roland's, she glanced at the sky and made a face. The storms were starting to getting annoying now. She didn't mind rain or even storms for a couple of days, but the threat of hail and heavy rain made it difficult to get errands done, magic or not. She was glad that there was at least a bit of a lull right now because she wanted to stop in at the bookshop before she went home.
She started walking and noticed Hestia Jones along the way. "Hello, Hestia," she greeted with a smile. "Managing to stay dry, I hope?"
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"I'm doing well. Staying busy, but also enjoying a day off." She nodded. "Harry and Ron are both good. Training keeps them active."
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"I imagine it would. I remember when Dora was in training and I was training to be a Healer. We were lucky if we owled more than once a fortnight," Hestia said with a sad smile.
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She glanced at the cloudy sky when Hestia mentioned Tonks. "I'm lucky to share a house with them or I'm not sure how often I'd see them. I think that Tonks would have enjoyed the thought of them both signing up, if only to see them get their arses kicked by training."
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Hestia nodded. "I'm sure she would have."
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She glanced at the sky again. "I think I'd better go on to the bookshop so I have time to browse before I should get home. It was nice running into you, Hestia."
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