As Hermione slipped into Flourish and Botts on Sunday evening, she was nervous. She had spent the day buying the sexiest underwear and skirts she could find, much to Ginny’s extreme delight, who was now certain that Hermione had a secret lover. She wasn’t exactly wrong, but Hermione hadn’t been able to tell her the truth. That fact that she was a member of an underground magic sex club wasn’t something she felt she could talk about. Partially because she literally couldn’t, she had made an oath after all, and partially because she wasn’t entirely sure how her friends would take it. Ron would probably have a conniption because he is unable to see her as anything other than his frumpy bookworm friend.