She kept the shop open 5 days a week in the winter, and 6 days a week in the summer: the height of tourist season being summer time. Today though was one of her off days, and she was at the tattoo and piercing shop she frequented. She liked this place because it was clean, the staff were nice and knowledgeable and very good artists. She’s sitting backwards in the black vinyl tattoo chair getting a cat sitting primly with it’s tail curled around itself on her right shoulder blade. Crookshanks used to sit like that all the time. Crooks was there with her through so much in her life and even though she has a different kitten now, Crooks will always have a place in her heart. Hermione was sitting facing the door chit chatting with the tattoo artist when the door opened causing the bells to jingle. A muscular guy walked in, head turned to his right, away from Hermione to shut the door. He was wearing dress trousers, and a crisp button-down shirt, showing off his strong shoulders and muscled frame. He turned his white-blonde head and Hermione gasped audibly. The man turned toward her and his eyes widened when he spotted her.