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I know this chapter is short, but it does have a tiny hint about something in here. It is crazy to me that their fifth year is almost over. Crazy.
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Despite the fact that it was a Wednesday and they all had classes bright and early the next morning, the other Marauders—after much needling and pleading—had somehow convinced Hermione to throw Remus a small, intimate surprise party.
"A small gathering of friends," Sirius had said.
"A few butterbeers, a few laughs, some cake," James had added.
"It's a great idea," Draco had smirked.
Peter shrugged, "what could go wrong?"
"Moony only turns sixteen once," James tacked on when he saw how unimpressed she looked.
"Fine—" Hermione rolled her eyes, endlessly thankful that James's birthday was on a Saturday—that way they could get up to whatever frivolity they wished, and not immediately regret it the next morning as all of them suffered with terrible migraines.
So, Hermione was currently in front of her mirror, angling her head this way and that as she tied her hair up in a high ponytail—narrowing her eyes at the one bump on top of her head and she pursed her lips as she leaned forward and tried to smooth it down.
She was half-dressed, having thrown on a pale blue bra and a matching set of knickers a few minutes ago, and her outfit was neatly laid out and patiently awaiting her on the bottom of her bed.
Hermione made a tiny victorious noise when she managed to wrestle all of her hair back, nodding firmly at her reflection before turning around and making to walk towards her bed.
Squeak.
Hermione froze and her eyes flicked around the room suspiciously, she could have sworn she heard something. Before she could investigate further, Lily emerged from the bathroom and hugged her from behind—the damp yet warm towel wrapped around her friend pressing into her bare skin.
"C'mon, Mione, I thought you'd be ready by now, we have a party to get to!"
Hermione smiled gently and peered at the redhead over her shoulder, "apparently."
Lily unwrapped herself from Hermione, sidestepping her and headed to her dresser—it was oak, sturdy, and adorned with metal bail pulls that Lily was using to tug out the second drawer from the top, the wood groaning softly and protesting.
Whilst she was doing that Hermione strolled over to her four poster bed.
"I have like no clothes," Lily grumbled, earning a light laugh from the Potter girl.
Hermione's bright green eyed friend shifted some clothes around her drawer for several long minutes before finding what she wanted, a soft aha falling from her lips.
"We need to get there before Remus so we can yell surprise," Lily commented absently.
"He knows about it," Hermione called over her shoulder as she tugged on her jeans.
"Did you tell him?" Lily scolded lightheartedly.
"No, but he knows, I'm sure of it," Hermione replied flippantly, wriggling her bare toes against the hardwoods as she buttoned her trousers.
"Either way we need to go or we're going to be late," Lily laughed as she took her bundle of clothes and headed back towards the bathroom.
Hermione fingered the velvet fabric still laying on her bed—ears perked and listening for anything out of the ordinary. After a few long moments, when there was nothing but silence and familiar sounds she picked up her top and pulled it over her head.
"Wait. Shite," Hermione swivelled to face her full length mirror as she tugged the ends of her hair out of her shirt; she breathed a heavy sigh in relief when she didn't see any of her hair out of place. Thank goodness.
Hermione perched herself on her trunk at the foot of her bed and waited until Lily was finished getting ready.
When Lily finally emerged from the bathroom she was wearing a dark red midi dress with long, puffy sleeves that cinched just above her wrists—the dress came in slightly around her ribcage before it fell loosely.
"Don't you look pretty," Hermione said with a cheeky smile, moving forward to link arms with Lily, and the two girls briefly stopped to slip their feet into their shoes before they left the room with merry laughter trailing behind them.
Squeak.