Her breath drew quick when he opened the door, Hermione blinking up at a face significantly younger than she'd been most familiar with, but far more tired than the boy she'd befriended some months ago on Tabula Rasa. Still, it was easy enough for her eyes to land on familiar features, enough to trigger a sincere, if hesitant smile. She held out her hand, the one not holding the basket.
"Hi, my name is Hermione Granger," she stammered, trying her best not to trip over her words. "And I'm a friend of Harry's. I don't know if he's mentioned me or not— not that he should have— but I thought... both as someone who knows you in the future and as a member of the Council, that I should stop by and pay a visit. Although—"
Eyes briefly glancing inside, Hermione bit her lower lip.
"Of course, if you're busy, I don't mean to disturb you."
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Date: 2012-02-02 05:43 am (UTC)"Hi, my name is Hermione Granger," she stammered, trying her best not to trip over her words. "And I'm a friend of Harry's. I don't know if he's mentioned me or not— not that he should have— but I thought... both as someone who knows you in the future and as a member of the Council, that I should stop by and pay a visit. Although—"
Eyes briefly glancing inside, Hermione bit her lower lip.
"Of course, if you're busy, I don't mean to disturb you."