Sighing, Hermione wished she'd come up with a cover story for this beforehand. As it was, her lie would sound really lame... "I got her as an egg from a friend over the holidays." There, that wasn't too bad, was it? As long as they didn't start discussing Class A Non-Tradable Materials, of which Hermione was sure phoenix eggs were one. Perhaps phoenix eggs hadn't yet been placed on that list? No one appeared to be concerned, not even Remus, whom she knew would have extensively researched all sorts of magical creatures.