The two girls giggled as they made their way to Hermione’s kitchen and pulled out two shot glasses and a bottle of Firewhisky under a stasis charm. Moments like these were what reminded Hermione why she loved having Ginny in her life. She had this uncanny ability to make her feel like she was just like any other witch in her twenties, and not a war heroine crushed under the pressure of a million eyes watching her every step. She could see why Harry had been in love with her for as long as he had - Ginny made people feel normal, light, and free. Like they could be whoever they wanted to be and not just who they should be.