Harry and Hermione broke apart to find Daphne Greengrass staring at them with a curious expression on her face. Hermione shyly tucked a lock of bushy brown hair back behind her ear, appraising the other woman not quite coolly, yet not effusively either. Daphne jerked her thumb towards where the crowd squeezing into the joke shop seemed to almost roil like one, wounded wave, some folks in danger of being jostled out into the street.