She dug through the layers of Formal court robes, jeans, jumpers... "Yes!" Hermione nearly tore the cocktail dress out from under the heavy pile of clean-ish clothes. She vanished the orange fur needled into the black fabric and pulled it on, looping the tie around her waist. The dress was a favorite of hers, its long sleeves giving her the touch of modesty that the tight bodice and short length of the wrap dress’s skirt did not. "Perfect."