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Chapter 11Sunday morning Harry was up early. He felt on top of the world and had so much energy to spare. After breakfast at Potter manor he owled Remus to see if he could spend some time with Teddy. Remus graciously accepted that offer, he did everytime, and Harry took Teddy to the park to play. After an afternoon of adventure and play, Harry walked back into the Lupin house carrying a sleepy boy in his arms.
"I think I will join you for a nap, little man," Tonks said as she took Teddy from Harry's arms. "Thanks for tiring out my boy, Harry."
"Love you, Harry," Teddy said as he snuggled into her chest.
"Love you too, kiddo."
Tonks walked up the stairs and Harry sat down at the table. He poured himself a glass of water from the pitcher.
"You hungry, Harry?" Remus asked as he started making turkey and ham sandwiches.
"Yes please, that kid wore me out. We played pirates, then cowboys, then the ground was lava, freeze tag and ended helping people at the community garden. He got to pick some raspberries for Clara and she let him eat some - a highlight apparently."
Remus laughed as he placed a plate in front of Harry and one down for himself.
Harry took a bite of the sandwich and sighed. "Is this that smoked turkey from the deli at Cubis?"
"Yes, it's our favorite thing now. Sandwiches seem to be the only thing the boy is up for eating everyday and it's an easy meal. I also got some buffalo chicken and pepper turkey. I'm surprised he was not hungry when you got back."
"Tonks gave me snacks to feed him while we were playing." Harry pulled the shrunken down lunch bag from his pocket and tossed it towards the sink.
"Smart wife of mine. Thanks for tiring out the kid today, he has been bouncing off the walls ever since the party. He won't stop talking about how much fun it was. But man the energy that kid has is exhausting. And then just like that" he snapped, "his energy is gone. So camping with Hermione on Friday?"
Harry's sandwich created a lump in his throat as he tried to find the words to tell Remus about the day and night that he spent with Hermione. He set his sandwich down and stared at his plate trying to form the words. Remus grabbed a bag of crisps and poured some on their plates. Harry put some on his sandwich and took a bite.
Harry was ever grateful that Remus gave him space to gather his thoughts before talking about something so emotionally charged. Over the years, Harry confided in Remus because they thought alike and approached problems the same way.
Harry looked at Remus and sighed. "Moony, I don't know where to start. We went outside after everyone left to go to sleep. We made some s'mores and we talked about her journal and my letters."
"She wrote a journal?" Remus raised his eyebrow.
"Yes, so like my letters, she wrote in a journal a few times a week for the last four years. She sent it to me. After I read the first page, I sent the letters to her last week. The journals made me feel like I was there with her."
Harry smashed a chip into his plate. "I told her that I had been angry and hurt that she had not come back." He paused, "I didn't think I would do that to her. But I think she needed to know that and I told her that me finally understanding why she stayed gone was a huge moment in my recovery. Ron said it very eloquently when we were at lunch that he was glad she stayed gone because he needed to stand on his own. I needed to do the same and had to grow up a lot."
"This time gave all of you a chance to grow up and become comfortable in your own skins. You were the trio for so long, you needed to be individual people. I am very glad that you sent those letters to her before she came. It sounds like her journals and your letters helped you two to be on the same footing."
Remus had been the only person in the family that knew that Harry was writing his 'Dear Hermione' letters. When things would get rough, sad, or too much for Harry, Remus reminded him to write it down so he could show it to Hermione later.
Harry nodded. "it also gave me comfort that I was never far from her thoughts. And that the sadness was not one-sided-"
Harry got up from the table and walked to the fridge trying to get his thoughts together. He opened it and grabbed two cans of soda. He placed one in front of Remus and sat down.
"Remus it's a bit scary how it felt completely normal." Harry had the biggest smile on his face. When she was in my arms in Diagon Alley, I just knew that feeling I had was right. She is so much more to me than just my best friend. I think the attraction is not one-sided either…" Harry felt a bit bashful admitting that. Harry continued to tell Remus about their meeting in Diagon Alley and their cooking adventure.
"Sounds like you made some overtures to her and she welcomed them. Isn't that what you had hoped for Harry?"
Harry knew Remus would bring that up. He told Remus last week that he realized that his feelings towards Hermione and her coming back were a jumbled mess. He didn't just want to go back to being her best friend, he wanted more. He knew deep down that she was the missing piece from this life that he had created.
"Yes it is, it's everything that I wanted. But, I am scared if she leaves Remus. My heart could not take losing her again so soon after she came back into my life." Harry's face dropped.
"No spiraling Harry," Remus said loud to get Harry's attention, "Remember you said you forgave her for leaving so don't hold yourself in the fear that it could happen again. Thinking about what if's will ruin everything. She probably wants to come back but is scared. Give her a reason to stay?"
"She told me something in Diagon Alley that gave me the confidence to be more forward with my feelings. She told me to never let her go Remus-"
Harry met Remus eyes and with conviction said, "I don't plan on ever letting her go and you're right I won't just sit by. I need to take a chance."
Harry flooed over to Grimmauld Place after his talk with Remus. He wanted to see Hermione and hoped she would be home. As he exited the entrance hall, he heard two girls laughing from the living room.
"Hello, wonderful ladies," Harry announced himself as he walked into the living room.
Hermione's heart fluttered at the baritone in his voice. She turned around and met his eyes. She bit her lip trying to tamp down the butterflies that invaded her stomach when he winked at her.
"So what are my two favorite ladies doing today?" He sat down next to Hermione on the couch and saw the wedding planner laid out. "Ginny are you putting this girl to work right away?"
"You know Hermione, she wanted to help. I couldn't say no to my newest bridesmaid wanting to help me. Plus you know that this means she will be staying for at least two months since she is in my wedding. In that time you know we can convince her to stay." Ginny handed Harry a cookie.
"Yes we can." Harry didn't even want to think about the possibility of Hermione leaving. It made him upset to even think about. She had to stay, she just had to.
"Scheming already I see." Hermione poked his side.
Harry's seeker reflexes kicked in and he grabbed her hand before she could poke him a second time and kept a hold of her hand. "Since before you came home, actually."
Hermione tried to tamp down the shiver at his touch, so she changed subjects quickly. "I haven't gotten to be a part of the plans up till now, so you know I am going to help with all these last-minute ones."
Harry shook his head. "Only you Hermione would be excited to help plan something." He let go of her hand and put his arm on the back of the couch. He rested his fingertips on her shoulder, he felt her take in a deep breath. "Anything I can do to help?"
"No thank you Harry. The last time you tried to help you messed up my table seatings. I thought Draco was going to kill you. Plus, we pretty much finalized everything. Now it's just picking up things as we get closer. Getting this girl a dress."
Ginny grinned, "I am sensing a girl's day shopping trip. Oh, we can combine it with my dress fitting in two weeks." Ginny closed the binder.
"So much work Gin. I don't know why you do it. I'd probably just elope." Harry laughed.
Hermione nodded, "Me too, this whole thing is way too much attention."
Ginny shrugged her shoulders. "Oh you two. I do agree it is very overwhelming and I am grateful for Fleur and Mom because this would be way too much. Draco's mom always wanted him to have a big wedding so we are honoring her wishes. I am so excited for the big shindig but will be glad when it is over.'' She put the folder into her purse.
Harry asked Hermione, "So what are your plans for the evening?"
Hermione shrugged, "Was going to make an early dinner and then maybe watch a movie. I think I am going to turn in early tonight, I was up late last night hanging out with Neville and Hannah."
"That must have been a lot of fun, Hermione. Hannah and I have gotten so much closer and she is one of my favorite people." Ginny smiled.
Hermione accioed a box to her. "I can see why. She sent me home with some desserts if you guys want some." She passed each of them a treat from the box and sent it back to the hiding place.
"I am going to introduce my mum and dad to her because she would make a wonderful addition to the Sweet Shoppe."
Harry took a bite of the brownie. "Hope that that works out, it would be great to have a place I could go buy her desserts whenever I wanted them. Whenever I go over there, she always sends me home with desserts but they typically don't last very long given how good they are. Did it feel any different meeting Neville as your cousin, rather than a friend from Hogwarts?"
Hermione nodded. "Yeah, it felt different. It was a bit awkward at first but that quickly faded, with the extrovert Hannah's help of course. When I saw my picture up on their family wall, next to the twins ultrasound pictures, it really hit home that they were my family too." She paused, "its weird how that one small action made me feel like I truly belonged there."
"It was like when Molly added me and you to their family clock." Harry patted Hermione's arm.
Hermione grinned at him. "Yes, exactly like that Harry. LIke I am a permanent part of this family. My parents don't have any siblings, so I never had any cousins or close family. So this was a new and really welcomed experience."
"Gosh that idea feels so foregin to me, you two." Ginny shook her head. "I have never known anything but being completely surrounded by family, to the point of suffocation. I get annoyed at everyone and just want space. I never really appreciated it until Harry and I were talking about why Draco acted so closed off to the family. I would get so frustrated, because he would go from talking to me to being stone faced in an instant around the family. That talk made me realize all that I did have. Helped me to be more patient with Draco too; I stopped just expecting him to get along and helped him. I know I am extremely lucky to grow up with my family."
"I am lucky I got to grow up with them too, Ginny." Harry smiled at her.
Ginny's phone started ringing, she looked down and saw it was Draco. "Draco has five minutes to talk before his next meeting. I am going to go talk to him real quick." She jumped up from the couch and headed upstairs.
"Have fun Ginny, tell him we said hi," Hermione leaned into Harry's side. "Harry, they had pictures of the Abbot, Longbottom, and Harwood families up on the family wall as well. The Harwood shot looked like it was taken in the early sixties, it was a very stately shot of the family, everyone was stiff as boards with no smiles. It was my first time seeing a picture of Allison. It was really uncanny how alike she and I and Alice are. I got my crazy hair from Alice and I get why she cut it so short in that Order picture we saw at Grimmauld place. I got to see even more pictures of them since Neville found some photo albums. It really was a great night with them."
"Sounds like it was a charthic evening." Harry said.
"It really was. Tomorrow, my mum and dad are going to meet them. I am excited but weirdly I am more nervous about this than I was about going over there. It's like my mum and dad are meeting some of my biological family. This whole thing is..." Hermione tried to think of the right words.
"Amazing and terrifying at the same time," Harry completed for her.
Hermione sat up and turned towards him, "Yes. And I am just going with the flow. You know me super chill Hermione." in the moment she said that she instantly regretted it. She could tell she was trying too damn hard to be something she was not.
"You must have worked on doing just that with your therapist didn't you?" Harry grinned knowing that just letting things go with the flow was the opposite of her personality.
"Merlin, yes, that's why I distract myself… so wanna help?" She looked at him and blushed at the intense look on his face.
She gave Harry the perfect opportunity to take the leap, "Maybe Friday I can take you to dinner to distract you?"
Hermione stopped and stared at him, trying to convince herself that she heard him right. The teenage Hermione always dreamed that this would happen. But this was not a fantasy, Harry had just asked her out. She felt like they were on edge of a precipice. Could it hurt to take a leap? Her brain countered what if things didn't work? She just got Harry back in her life could this ruin everything? But her heart was screaming to say yes.
Harry sat there trying not to look too nervous. He knew she needed time to process what he had just asked.
She took a steadying breath and asked, "As?"
"More than just friends. We are in uncharted territory here but I would like to take the leap with you."
"Yes, I would too." Hermione let out a breath she had been holding and bit her lip in nervousness.
"Hey trouble makers, what are we going to do for dinner?" Ginny interrupted the moment walking back into the room.
Harry winked at Hermione and stood up. He offered her his hand to help her up.
"I thought we could make the Sweet Shoppe famous grilled cheese. Sirius got all the ingredients because he is addicted to it."
The evening was spent in the best way possible: good friends and grilled cheese.
Hermione rolled away from the bright light streaming through her window. She peeked at the clock and saw that it was now after one o' clock in the afternoon. Considering she was up until after midnight, it felt so good to sleep in until her body naturally woke her up. Lazy mornings were Hermione's favorite thing.
She got up and grabbed her favorite novel from the bookshelf and headed to the bathroom. She filled the soaking tub with hot water and dropped in a citrus bubble bath bomb. She got in the water and got lost in the world of Valdemar and Heralds.
Time always passed by too quickly when she was buried in a good book. She looked up at the clock and saw that an hour had passed. She quickly washed her hair and body. She had thirty minutes to get dressed and meet her parents at Longbottom Manor.
"Hey Hermione, your parents got here early." Neville met her in the foyer.
"Hey, Cuz," She gave him a quick hug. "we have a problem. If we are not early then we are late. My mum is the worst."
Neville smiled at the term of endearment and they walked to the living room where Hannah was waddling around trying to serve drinks and snacks to her parents.
Hermione watched as Meemy reprimanded Hannah. "Mistress, I told you to let me handle giving out drinks. Talila is going to help. Sit down please, the babies."
"Hi everyone, I see I am late already."
Jean raised her glass with a grin. "Or we were terribly early. Sorry, Hannah."
"Maybe some of your early bird tendencies will rub off on us and it's okay." Hannah crossed her hands over her chest as the elf took the tray of drinks and started handing them out.
"Come on dear, have a seat and let Meemy hand out the drinks," Neville grinned at the glower she shot in his direction.
A different house elf appeared by Hermione's side with a drink in her hand. "Good afternoon Miss Hermione. I am Talila. Mistress Hannah said that you like beer." Hermione nodded enthusiastically and took the beer.
Talila continued, "This beer is from the Potter estate and pairs well with the snacks on the table. The rest of the dinner has been paired with beers from other estates."
"Thank you, Talila." Her eyes zeroed in on the snack the elf had pointed to. The pretzel bites and cheese were calling her name. She sat down next to Hannah and set down her drink and grabbed a pretzel, dipping it in the cheese before eating it.
"You should take it easy Hannah."
Hannah shook her head, "you have to be on my side Cuz, because the healer said with twins I am now considered full term. So now it's about getting these two out whenever they decide to make an appearance." she looked at Meemy who handed Edward the last glass of beer, "Which is why I was up."
"That last month was exhausting and we only had one, I can't imagine twins." Jean said as she moved to the chair closest to Hannah,
Hermione smiled at her mother. She knew that reconciling the memories around her birth and adoption had been rough for Jean. Allison had overlaid her pregnancy memories on to Jean's. She had all of the memories, feelings, and pain of carrying and birthing Hermione. But technically her body had not given birth. She also had the slew of emotions from her fertility struggle to fostering so many little ones to the joy of adopting Hermione. It had been rough on her mother and Hermione was glad that she had help from the mind healer. She ended up just saying "we" when talking about her pregnancy and Hermione's birth to honor both her and Allison's experiences.
"I am ready for this to be done. I want a drink and sushi and to see my feet. But alas my shadows," she pointed at Meemy and Neville, "there won't let me do anything."
Neville handed Hannah a glass of sparkling juice, "We keep our girls safe don't we Meems."
Meemy proudly smiled at Neville and nodded.
"As you should, that's your job as daddy," Edward added, his eyes met Hermione's.
"I first wanted to start by welcoming everyone to our home," Neville started. "We are so glad to have you here. I am so happy that in less than a month, my family went from Hannah, the twins, and our elves, to including the three of you."
"Neville and Hannah, we are so very happy to be here and to welcome you into our family too. Edward and I are forever in Allison's debt for bringing Hermione into our lives. She is the light of my life and-" she pointed to the wall of pictures, "it is amazing how much she looks like Allison and your mum, Neville."
"Yes it is a bit uncanny. I have had that picture up for a good two years and always felt like I had met someone who looked like my mum and Aunt. When Draco told us about the family connection, I came back to the picture and it made sense. Sirius gave us that picture of Hermione and you can tell that we are related."
Hannah added, "I would love to see any baby pictures that you have. I want to see how similar these two looked and would be fun to compare to these two." she pointed at her belly.
Hermione sighed, "mum has album after album of pictures-"
"Oh shush you, it was my job to document your life. From those baby pictures on that wall, I can say that Neville and Hermione look a lot alike. I'll make sure to bring some by." Jean grinned.
"Jean, would you mind also bringing us a picture of you and Edward? We wanted to add you two to our wall as well, if you wouldn't mind." Neville pointed to the empty frame below Hermione's picture.
"We would be honored." Jean squeezed Hannah's hand.
"Jean was actually talking about doing a wall very similar to yours when we decorate our home above the Sweet Shoppe." Edward added.
"When I moved into the manor a year before we got married, I didn't like that there were no family pictures anywhere and the manor was devoid of all personality. Devoid is how most pureblood families decorate their homes and it's stark and very harsh. Nev and I are the complete opposite of that and I made sure that our home shows it."
"Draco told me that walking into your house felt like a hug." Hermione smiled. "I wholeheartedly agree with that statement."
"Draco is such a softy." Hannah laughed.
Dinner was one of the best to date for the Granger family. Hannad and Alfred, the chef, had outdone themselves with the meal. It was a smorgasbord of German food with small portions of Hannah's favorites. There were homemade brats with sauerkraut and pork spaetzle with red cabbage. They were introduced to new flavors like Sauerbraten, a sour roast with potato dumplings that was the highlight for Hermione. The beer paired very well with the entire meal.
They sat down for dessert in the library and everyone at the table was engrossed in their apple bread pudding and lace cookies.
Hermione raised her eyebrows at Hannah who nodded at her. Hermione tapped on the table to get her parents attention, "Mum, and Dad, now I want to talk to you about the Sweet Shoppe."
"Yes dear?" Jean grabbed another cookie from the tray in the middle of the table.
"I know that you have not started staffing up the Sweet Shoppe yet. However, I think that you should hire Hannah. She is a masterful chef and experiments with baking and would be a great asset to the team. This dessert is the perfect example of her creativity. I will let Hannah tell you more."
Hannah stood up from the table and grabbed the stack of binders from behind her. She slapped Neville's helping hand away and placed the folders in front of Jean and Edward. She set two more to the side that had Black Foundation and Molly's names written on them.
"Thanks Hermione, I am excited to talk to you guys tonight about the Sweet Shoppe. First, I wanted to go over my qualifications with you. I have been cooking since I was a small child. My mother owned a restaurant in London and I was there everyday before I left for Hogwarts. I learned how to cut an onion before I could write. After I graduated from Hogwarts I apprenticed with a local baker for two years. Since then I have been learning about food from around the world and experimenting with different recipes, flavors, and textures. I have also started experimenting with adding potions or small magics to my cooking.'
She paused to try to slow down her pace. "I had terrible morning sickness so I turned the nasty potion into a cookie that I continue to eat to this day to keep food down."
Hannah motioned for them to turn the page, "You will see a few of my favorite and popular recipes."
"This all looks very professional Hannah and this bread pudding is remarkable. Usually, the dessert is dull and dry. But this is so moist and has a twang to it that I cannot place," Jean took another bite trying to figure out the flavor.
"I used sour cream, spiced rum, and buttermilk as the liquid base," Hannah added.
"Ah, it's the rum, it adds that deep flavor." Jean continued to eat her dessert.
"Everyone tells me I should open a bakeshop but to be honest with you the part I love about baking is experimenting and creating. I can't see myself running a shop and I know that that is not where my strengths lie."
Jean looked at Edward with a smile on her face, unspoken words passing between the two.
Hannah continued, excited at the look of interest on their faces. "Now, Hermione tells me that you are planning to open at least two shops in our market, one in Devon, which you already have the location and then at the Farmers market in Diagon Alley. I wanted to see if you needed a test kitchen to develop new and exciting recipes."
"We definitely need to bring someone on to work on the magical development of treats for the Cibus shop and to bring in new exciting recipes to both shops." Edward said. "I would assume the recipes you have in this notebook are a small portion of the ones you have created."
Hannah pointed to the shelf closest to them that was filled with cooking books and the top shelf was filled with five large binders, "all the binders are full of recipes and notes. As I am sure you know baking is a science but creating new recipes is an art form so I write down all of my trials so I know what to adjust."
"Hannah, I agree with Edward that we do need help with the magical development side and someone to lead the way in developing exciting new recipes for the shop. I know we need to check with Molly before we make a formal offer but I am sure that she too would welcome you to the business."
Hannah was beaming at them,
Jean reached across the table and put her hand over Hannah's, "Now, I know how completely chaotic things will be when your babies are born. I don't want you missing out on those moments with them. Please focus on your family for a while right now. The shop will always be there for you and right now it will take us a while to get the doors open."
"That sounds great to me Jean." Hannah smiled, "I will make you copies of the recipe binders." she put her hand on her belly, "I don't really want to be tied down to a schedule because as they get older, their and my needs will change. When Hermione told me about the Sweet Shoppe, it gave me hope that my dream could change for the better."
"We will have to bring in the Black Foundation lawyers to talk about the legal stuff and how you will be paid from the business. We could do a portion of each recipe sold or a straight cut of the profits from the business. Straight cut of the profits is what the Black Foundation chose for investing in the business." Edward wrote down a few items on the back page of the folder.
Hannah nodded at Edward, "Whatever we do, I would like my portion to go to the House Elf Business Development project with the Potter Foundation. Neville and I have more than enough to get by and I don't have to work. I want to do this because it is fun and a challenge for me. So you figure out the portion and way that would work best for the business and I am happy that it will go to a cause that I am passionate about."
Hermione poked into the conversation. "Potter Foundation has a House Elf Business Development project?"
Hannah laughed. "Yea, it was Harry's first idea for the Potter Foundation and ended up being the second one that they worked on after the war memorial. He has four elves that have started businesses from it. Another goal of it is to educate the Wizarding population about House Elves. You and Dobby were his inspiration for it. Have you not seen the symbol of the foundation?"
Hermione shook her head. She tried to think back to the Dear Hermione letters and could not remember if he ever mentioned the project. She would have to ask him more about it.
Hannah grabbed her wand and accicoed a pin and handed it to Hermione. "You see its two books and a lily. The books are for you and a lily for his mother. "
Hermione looked at the beautiful gold pin in her hands. She stayed quiet as they continued talking about the Sweet Shoppe. Harry continued to surprise her. He took inspiration from her. What an honor and absolute surprise that was. Her mind went back to their date on Friday.
Neville tapped Hermione's shoulder and motioned for them to move to the couch, "Want to leave them to talk Shoppe. I wanted to talk to you about your visit to Gringotts."
"Ah, yes lets." Hermione smiled at him, glad for the distraction,
They moved over to the couch across the library.
Neville grabbed his portfolio and opened it to the Harwood section and showed it to Hermione, "Draco added the Harwood info to my portfolio so that I can help you with the inheritance business."
"Thank Merlin, I looked back at the notes and I felt like I was reading a foreign language. That meeting at Gringotts was a lot." She proceeded to tell Neville everything she could remember from the meeting. By the end, she dropped her head in exhaustion.
Neville set the portfolio to the side. "We don't need to solve this now Hermione. You have six months to make a choice. So please don't stress about it yet. Also, Draco is your solicitor and he can take on a lot of the bureaucratic bull for you. He and his team are well worth their retainer."
"All of the legal stuff was overwhelming and I will gladly take your advice to let Draco handle most of it."
"Plus, Allison and my mum kept detailed journals that we can read to learn more about their lives. I know there are some here and the rest are probably at Harwood Manor."
"They wrote journals? Like daily entries and stuff?"
"Yeah, I have read through a few of my mum's. They gave me a chance to get closer to her, since she is not able to share the stories with me."
"You know what's cool Neville, I write journals too. I have been doing it since before Hogwarts. My mum needed to find a way for me to collect my thoughts because I would get overwhelmed with so much information. She told me it was a good way to reflect and I have been writing them since I think I was seven. Now it's not so much daily writing, it's usually weekly. If Allison was as detailed as I am maybe I can find clues to who my biological father is from the journals."
Neville nodded. "I hope we can. So I think it would be best to read both Allison and my mum's journals together. It will allow me to give you some context from what my Gran told me about the two of them."
"Neville, I like that idea. But first, answer me this, how can we find anything in this?" she looked around at the shelves near her in their chaotic state. Books were strewn about the library in such a haphazard fashion, "What happened to your library?" she shook her head.
"The Longbottoms are not known for their organization skills. This is the result of many generations of eccentric people's logic about where books should go and they pseudo organized based on their interests. It overwhelms me to even think about dealing with it. The herbology and cooking books are organized but everything else is well…" he shrugged his shoulders.
Hermione patted him on the shoulder. "Well I think we can do both things, find those journals and I can organize this mess. I am a professional bibliophile."
"One-hundred and ten percent yes, we want your help, Hermione." Hannah exclaimed as she joined their conversation.
"Hey you." Neville looked lovingly at his wife.
"It is time for this lady to go to bed. Anytime you want to come over and deal with this mess we will gladly welcome you! I will make sure you are well fed."
Hermione stood up and hugged Hannah. "Thank you two for the wonderful night. Now you get some rest, my nieces are exhausting their mum. I'll come by on Wednesday or Thursday to start working on all of this." She motioned around.
"See Hannah, Hermione agrees that the twins are girls and she is never wrong."
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