The cool air hit Hermione like a snowball in the face. It was summer — a rather hot summer, especially for English standards — so the chilly nights were a stark contrast that surprised her every time she went home after running around the restaurant for another couple of hours. Her skin was normally burning from being on her feet all evening, she'd developed quite the stamina and muscle definition from the daily workouts. But now she was just tired and absolutely annoyed by the audacity of her boss.