White grains of sand filled Hermione's vision and she could hear gentle waves crashing on the soft shore. She walked in the sunlight, feeling it warm and radiate from her pale skin. The sand underfoot melted away with each step that put pressure on it. She walked until she hit the shoreline, sitting just above the marks of the wet sand. The
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Because we could make it helarious.
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