As Hermione lowered her hands, her face burning, Astoria and Blaise walked in the door. What followed was a whirlwind of hugs and smiles and excited greetings. The atmosphere was instantly different. Astoria brought a certain joy to this group of cynical friends that just wasn’t there before. The air was lighter. The verbal witticisms traded between them were less barbed and cynical. It was obvious that they would all do anything for her.