"Hermione," Ron said uncertainly. "What are you wearing?" Both Ron and Harry eyed the jumper that Hermione had chosen to wear with looks of mild disgust. It was hideous and shapeless and wasn't flattering in any way.
"A jumper," she replied, tugging on the sleeves and looking increasingly uncomfortable.
"But, why?" Harry asked, dumbfounded. "It's yellow. Is that Hufflepuff yellow?"
"No, I'd say it's more canary yellow," Ron piped up before shaking his head. "Seriously. Why are you wearing that?"
"For a test," she answered with a sigh. "Lavender talked me into it because apparently, all good witches must test it."
"Test… what?" Harry questioned, even more confused than he'd started off as.
"Hey, Hermione," Cormac called, wandering over to their small group and wrapping an arm around her waist as he pulled her into his side. "I was thinking, if you're free, we could head up to the Astronomy Tower and have a picnic."
"Now?" she asked him and he nodded.
"Can't see why not?"
"Well, should I change?" she asked again, looking down at her jumper with distaste.
"No, it looks warm and cosy and it might be a bit blowy up there." He paused at her furrowed brow. "Is something wrong? If you want to change, you can."
"It's hideous!" she exclaimed, flapping her arms at her sides.
"Well, it is an odd colour but if you want to wear it then who am I to stop you?" A glance at her relieved face made him chuckle and peck her on the forehead. "The test? Really? Who talked you into that?"
"Lavender," she admitted sheepishly.
"Well, you know that I love you regardless of what you're wearing and how you look, right?" She nodded and he smiled, satisfied with her answer. "Come on, let's go!"
Ron and Harry watched their friend leave before turning to each other. "I have no idea what just happened," Harry confessed and Ron just shrugged, confused himself.