"I was just thinking about how much joy I'm going to get out of buying the first Weasley Slytherin her first set of green school robes." Theo laughed, long and loud, as Ron's face went from quietly amused, to genuinely horrified, to a sort of sickly looking dread in the span of thirty seconds. Hermione laughed, a feeling incredibly foreign but somehow so very freeing, at the look on her best friend's face as he sputtered, trying to formulate a response. She didn't look over, didn't shift her gaze from the scene in front of her by one inch, but she could swear she felt a pair of silvery eyes on her in that moment. Her hand reached up, almost involuntarily, as the laughter faded, grazing her fingers across her necklace, wondering... and wishing.