            Hermione grinned, imagining, before realizing it had been Lucius who did the over-eager kicking. Her smile faded as she looked between her friends. "You won’t tell anyone, will you? About where I’ve been? I know I need to tell Ron, but I’d rather wait until there’s no chance of him claiming I’ve ruined Christmas." The girls agreed, and Hermione grabbed them both into a tight hug. They hopped off the bench not long after, once the sight of Molly descending on the sitting room with floating mugs of hot chocolate became far more appealing than hanging around in the cold.