They sat down on the carpet by the fire, looking at each other. Waiting for one of them to go first. Without a single word, they both quickly tore through the wrapping paper. Hermione threw aside the chocolate-brown cardboard lid to see bright red fabric. It was a dress. She carefully took it by its shoulders and lifted it up to get a good look. It was so long and voluminous that she had to stand up to see it in full length. Hermione could tell that it was handmade and tailored to fit perfectly. It was breathtakingly beautiful. Her gaze fell onto a slit in the fabric where her left leg was supposed to be. For some reason, the dress was heavier than she expected for this kind of material to be.