"Miss? There is a letter for you!" Trudy shouted and a pattering of heels was heard, rushing across the 1st floor landing, and down the main, big, marble with gold banister staircase. Trudy looked at the woman she had called who was flushed from running so quickly. She had russet curls with honey highlights, perfect honey tinted skin and big doe eyes. Today she had her hair loose and was wearing a shortish flowy pale blue skirt and a white short sleeved blouse with matching heels.
"Miss, you didn't have to run all the way down from your room, i've told you before, i am meant to take the letter up to you."
"And I have told you before, that i will not be waited on like a perfect princess, well, not while im alone in the house anyway, with my husband, it may be different but you know i don't like being treated like royalty!"
Trudy sighed at the young woman infront of her, it seemed a shame that she was trapped in the mansion all day, and then went out to balls and parties at night. She seemed the kind of girl who ought to be out in the world, independent and making a difference.
"I know miss, but, well, the master did say..."
"Oh, yes, i can imagine, exactly what he said! Ah, well, thankyou Trudy!" the young woman laughed and took the letter from her, opening it.
"Miss, be careful, you should use a knife you know!"
"What and slice my hand open?"
"Miss, you are a ..."
"Pretty, posh, sofisicated lady now, yes, you've all said!"
The girl flicked back her russet curls and skim read the envelope, growing paler and paler as she read down.
"Miss?"
"Trudy, um, please, place this envelope on the top counter, thannkyou, um, i'm going to go and have a bath..." the girl gabbled and with a quick shaky smile, ran upstairs again.
Trudy sighed and looked at the letter;
You are cordially invited to
The battle of Hogwarts Ball
On the 7th of March, 6 – 2
First there will be a ceremony to remember the fallen
Followed by a ball, to commemorate the defeat o f the Dark Lord
Code is Dress Robes
Please bring the slip below with you, as it will be your pass!
Kingsley Shacklebolt
Minster of Magic
Trudy sighed and looked at the two passes below, eyes flicking to the bigger one, with gold writing, and she read the name out loud;
"Hermione Jean Rose Malfoy"