Between the Folds

15th of September, 1996.

Harry hummed as he headed down a corridor. He was going to meet up with the others in charge of their new craft initiative. The school offered muggle art as a small class at times, but this was more of a school-wide project. Sue was in charge this time and they had met up a few times to learn what spells they needed to know to help her.

Tracy was there already. They were gathering in the room that would become the all-house common room eventually. He sat down next to Tracy and called a house-elf so they could have some snacks to eat.

"Have we bought any materials yet?" Tracy asked.

Harry shook his head. "I've got it covered through," he said. "I want us to decide on a few things then I'll get a hold of some fabric and thread."

"We could use some kind of inspiration books or something as well," Tracy said.

"I'll look into it," Harry said as he noted it down. "It can't be too complicated though or we won't be able to help," he pointed out.

Sue walked in with Justin. "Hey, Tracy. Harry. Dean isn't here yet?" she asked.

"He wasn't in the common room when I left," Harry said. "He has another ten minutes before he should be here."

"Have you practised any?" Sue asked.

"A bit," Tracy said. "Those mending spells are really helpful."

Justin nodded. "It is going to be good to know later in life, I feel like," he said.

The door opened and Dean walked in. "Sorry I'm late," he said. He sat down with the rest of them and they got underway.

It was decided that Sue and Harry would go get materials together. No one questioned if Harry could get them to Diagon Ally. It just felt natural when he said he would apparate them. Though Tracy did give him a bit of a suspicious look which he just smiled in response to.

It was decided that they would head out as soon as possible to get what they needed. In the meantime, the others were going to practice the spells as best as they could so they could help the other students. Professor Vector had agreed to oversee the first six sessions. It felt good to have a professor handy in case something happened.

"So how come you can apparate even though I'm pretty sure you are younger than I am?" Sue asked.

"Can I choose not to answer that question?" Harry asked.

"You can, but I might pester you about it," Sue said.

"We had Moody as a professor two years ago," Harry said. "He took it upon himself to train me in some magic that wasn't necessarily age-appropriate. Apparition was one of those."

"So you have a licence?" Sue asked.

"Kind of though I'm technically only supposed to apparate if absolutely necessary," Harry said.

"Oh, don't worry I won't tell anyone," Sue said. She smirked mischievously as he took her hand.

They appeared in Gringotts' arrival room and headed out from there. Harry nodded as a goblin signalled to him. He would have to come back soon. Dumac wanted to speak to him about something important.

"I'm acting wallet today," Harry said. "Lead the way to whatever store you think is best for this."

"They couldn't hand out money from the school budget?" Sue asked.

"It is retroactive and will only be for what stays in the school. I'm going to need as detailed receipts as we can get from these places and then we'll have to calculate the cost or something."

"Don't worry I'll help you," Sue said. She patted him on the shoulder and grabbed his hand before dragging him down the street.

They worked their way through two separate stores before Sue was happy. Harry hadn't even shown her the receipts. He knew she might have done things differently if she knew just how much it cost. He wanted her to be as creative as she could, but he also wanted people to have something to work with.

They returned to school with filled bags and tired arms despite the feather-light charms they had applied at the stores.

"Still alive?" Dean asked as Harry sat down opposite him in the great hall to eat dinner.

"Barely," Harry said. "Please don't do this to me when it is your turn."

Dean just smirked and went back to eating without answering. Harry groaned, in defeat and filled his plate, but he was smiling because he hadn't minded it that much.

19th of September, 1996.

Harry returned from St Mungo's somewhat earlier than normal that Thursday. In one hand he carried a big box with a birthday cake for Hermione. It had hit him that summer that Hermione hadn't celebrated her birthday since she started at Hogwarts, and he was not going to let that continue.

Getting a cake big enough for all of Gryffindor tower had been a challenge, but Winky had happily been up to the task. It had been Harry's idea to deliver it in a more non-magical fashion. To keep Winky busy he had put her in charge of decorations around the common room. It would all be revealed as he entered. He stopped to speak to the fat lady for a bit. It had to be boring being a portrait.

Then Harry spoke the password and entered the common room. Mini fireworks went off as Neville dragged Hermione from her normal seat in the corner of the common room.

"Happy Birthday!" Harry boomed happily. He set the cake box down and opened it to reveal a cake the size of a small goat. Though it certainly looked far tastier.

Hermione gave him a pained look, and he held out an envelope to her. She opened it up carefully to find her acceptance to a driver's course that would take place every week for the next thirty weeks or so. Her eyes widened. She knew that Harry was thoughtful and that he cared for her, but getting her driving lessons was not something she had expected. Then she found a card from her parents saying that they were part of the gift too. She threw herself at Harry and hugged him as the people in the common room cheered. "Thank you so much," she said.

"You are most welcome," Harry said.

Hermione looked down at the card again and for a brief moment, she was slightly panicked. She really wanted to learn how to drive, but it would take time away from her studies. She breathed in deeply and told herself that it would work out. Harry would make sure it all worked out. She didn't for a moment doubt that he was going to take lessons too. She doubted she would be alone in this.

Hermione put her gifts away and grabbed a plate filled with birthday cake from Harry before joining Neville by one of the tables.

"I know that it isn't as grand as Harry's gift, but I got you a little something too," Neville said. He handed Hermione a small present wrapped in purple paper with a silver bow around it.

Hermione smiled as she accepted the gift. "Thank you, Neville," she said. She put her cake down on the table and opened the present slowly. A small smile played on her lips as she saw the personalized quills that Neville had gotten for her.

"One of the feathers is Hedwig's," Neville said. "I asked her if I could use it and she agreed. The other one is a thunderbird feather."

Hermione reached over and gave him a one-armed hug. "I love them," she said.

Neville smiled happily. It was hard to find as good gifts as the ones Harry gave, but he needed to remember that Hermione didn't care about the price tag.

Everyone else was more interested in the cake and the prospect of a party. Who in their right mind said no to a good party after all?

Hermione sighed at Harry's antics. At least he was pulling attention away from her again after pulling her into the spotlight.

22nd of September, 1996.

Harry was feeling a little nervous that morning as he walked down to the Great Hall. They had put up notices in all the common rooms two weeks ago and Dumbledore had made an announcement the week before.

What if no one showed up?

Harry knew it wasn't likely to happen since at least friends of the five people arranging everything were likely to come, but he was still nervous. He knew that Hermione and Neville were going to be there. Natalie and Tanya had promised to show up, and he was fairly certain about the rest of the Quidditch team, to be honest, but he was still worried it would flop. Here he was, the Dragon Prince of Skyrim, worried about a small school event he had arranged. It was laughable.

If Rhavaniel could see him now she would make fun of him and she would be within her full right to do so. He walked into the craft room once he had eaten and looked around. Everything was set up for the day. There were four tables but everyone would be assigned a seat at one of them randomly. They wanted to break up houses and even friend groups for this. Chances were that you would know at least someone at your table in the end so they were sure it would work out.

Harry placed out all the fabric they had gotten and put everything in order.

"Oh, you are here already, that's great," Sue said as she walked in. She had also wanted to get things ready before everyone showed up.

"I figured we might as well have things in order. I just can't shake the feeling that everything is going to go wrong," Harry said. "I know it is stupid, but hey what can I do."

"Remember that there are more of us than just you," Sue said. "We'll manage this together. We have a great plan. You don't need to worry."

Harry chuckled warmly. He was glad that she at least sounded confident. He continued putting things in order as Sue spread out idea pamphlets and pattern books on the tables. Eventually, the rest of the preppers joined them and they got the last little bit ready for people to arrive.

Harry stood by the door. "Please sit down by the table that lights up as you enter," he said.

Tanya came up and hugged him before she headed inside, and Neville squeezed his shoulder. They could probably tell that he was a little nervous.

Once the clock had struck eleven Harry headed inside. "Welcome everyone to our Hangout Workshop," he said.

"We are starting as per the schedule with fabrics and sewing," Sue said.

"But first you will have noticed as you entered that you were split randomly into four groups," Dean said. "This is because we wish to centre this room on our houses, but we want to focus on the things we have in common rather than what holds us apart."

"As such, we wish for all of you to take a moment to consider what the houses have in common and how we could show that in our work," Harry said. He watched as people either started talking to other people they knew or looked thoughtful for a moment.

"How about we make it animals like the House Mascots but animals that show how we are similar?" a Hufflepuff second-year said.

"That could certainly work," Harry said. "That would make it three animals per house, right?"

The second-year nodded. "One base house that splits into three different animals." They smiled at Harry, happy that he was considering their idea.

"What do the rest of you say?" Sue asked. "Does that sound like a good idea?"

"What animals would it be though?" Ernie asked.

"How about we give each group a base house and then you consider what animals you think will fit?" Harry said. He raised his wand and an animal rose above each table. He was using Nirn magic, but no one needed to know that. "Dean will head the Badgers for the next few weeks. Justin will head the Lions and Tracy will head the Eagles. Leaving me to lead the Snakes," Harry said. "Sue is in charge of this segment, but all of us will help as best as we can." He walked over to the table that held the newly appointed Snakes and sat down with them. He smiled at Natalie and was happy that Tanya had Neville with her in her group. He knew Tanya could be a little shy around strangers, but Neville would help her out.

Sound wards went up between the four tables so people could talk without everyone having to hear everything.

"Well," Daphne Greengrass, who was sitting with the Snakes, said. "I guess we should come up with three animals that represent Snakes and the other houses."

"We don't need to care about what animals they are right?" a third-year boy asked.

"No we do not," Harry answered. "It should fit, but it could be an animal that fits both sets of traits."

"So like an owl for Slytherin and Ravenclaw since they are clever and wise," Jimmy said.

"That is certainly a good suggestion," Harry said. He saw how Daphne wrote it down. After that, he wasn't really part of the conversation that much. He gave a few pointers, but he wanted everyone else to decide. He smiled as people argued and stepped in before anything could get too loud.

Twenty minutes later they had a list of three animals that they thought fit. Ten minutes after that Sue cut the brainstorming off. "Let's hear the suggestions," she said. "We'll start with Gryffindor and Hufflepuff." She pointed to the lions and badgers in turn to hear their suggestions.

"Wolf."

"Horse."

"Okay, two good suggestions," Sue said. She looked at Harry, not quite sure what to do.

"I don't see why the animals can't be different between the house choices," Harry said. "It shows that combining two houses doesn't just yield a single outcome."

Sue smiled. "That sounds lovely," she said. She continued down the list until each house had three animals to represent their unions. "Now, we were thinking of making silhouetted house banners for each house. So you each need to pick a colour and then we'll all use black and white as contrasts."

"We shouldn't have the same colour though, right?" Hermione asked from the Badger table.

"That's right you shouldn't so I'll give you five and you can decide on a colour and a backup in case someone else wants your colour too," Sue said. "We'll figure it out."

Harry smiled as a lively discussion started around him, but the table was quick to decide.

In the end, the Snakes were going to use orange as their colour. Harry walked up to the table with all the fabric rolls together with two others and they picked the shade they wanted as well as grabbing some black and white. They returned to the table and laid everything out.

"We should split into groups," Daphne said. "A group for each animal and one of the banner itself."

Said and done. They just split the table into four groups. Harry now walked between them to make sure that the sizing was right and to help with whatever his group needed help with.

Sue had started moving around the room to check on things too. Making the banners should take them about the time they had left at this point. It wasn't a very complicated process after all.

Daphne was quite clearly skilled in the art of sewing so Harry quickly realized that he didn't really need to help her group that much.

"Will we always be snakes?" a second-year Hufflepuff asked him as he came by to help her group.

"How do you mean?"

"Well, I think it is neat and all. But won't there be other things too? Later in the year, I mean. Will we always be Snakes?"

Harry smiled gently. "No, we'll mix up the groups and I'll guarantee you that you won't be a Snake again. We have a system worked out. Next time it sorts you it automatically will not consider you for the snake table," he said.

"So you'll mix the group's up too?" she asked.

"Every time we are dealing with a new subject," Harry confirmed. "We want you to get a chance to know as many people as possible. But we also want you to have a chance to hang out with your friends. So in the end hopefully you will have had a chance to work at all the tables with everyone present."

She smiled. "Thank you for explaining, Mr Potter," she said.

"My pleasure."

…

"And that is time," Sue said. "Unfortunately, I must ask you to stop now. We can finish up next time and start on the pillows that we want to fill the room with."

There was a collective noise of displeasure at the fact that they had to be done for the day. Even people who hadn't thought they would enjoy themselves had fun talking to people in a more relaxed environment.

"I quite liked that," Hermione said as they headed for the Gryffindor table. "Millicent is quite a lot smarter than I thought. She just had an anger management issue and she is dyslexic so schoolwork frustrates her."

"It's Bulstrode we're talking about right?" Neville asked and Hermione nodded.

"It doesn't surprise me all that much," Harry said. "Sometimes it feels like the magical world is even worse than the non-magical world at aiding those with disabilities. Everyone just seems to think that things will magically fix themselves."

"Yes, exactly. Millicent didn't even know what dyslexia was until we started talking about it," Hermione said.

Neville smiled as Harry and Hermione buried themselves in a deep discussion about disabilities and solutions applicable to the magical world. Dicta quills were obviously good. He lost them after that though. If nothing else they were rather interesting to listen to. He could see why some people thought that Harry and Hermione were a couple. He saw it for what it was though. They were good friends who had taken the magical step of becoming siblings. They had chosen to be each other's family. There was something special with that.

30th of September, 1996.

Hermione was tapping her fingers against her arm nervously. In just a moment Harry or rather Kato was going to take her to her first-ever driving lesson. She had read up on as much as she could without letting her schoolwork fall behind. That didn't mean that she felt confident in the least, however.

"Have fun," Neville said.

Hermione nodded but she wasn't sure her voice would carry right then. Harry joined them and they said goodbye to Neville before heading out.

Kato apparated them to a small alleyway and they walked out on a busy street. The driving school was on another off-street. A little bell rang as they entered. They signed in and two instructors showed up soon enough.

Kato followed an older man who looked to be a no-nonsense type of person. He certainly didn't mind. Driving a car was not a frivolous pastime. Before he sat down in the car he checked it over. He belted up and adjusted the mirrors. It took him a bit of time to get a hold of how the clutch worked.

Driving wasn't that much harder than riding. Though the car didn't try to throw him off. He kept his focus on the road and the traffic.

"Relax a little," the instructor said calmly.

Kato nodded. "Sorry, I didn't realise I had tensed up," he said. He hoped Hermione was doing alright. His instructor didn't say much so he hoped he was doing okay. He guessed that the man would speak up if he did something wrong otherwise how was he supposed to learn?

He drove around for half an hour or so and then the comments started coming. He guessed the instructor had just wanted to get a feel for how he drove. Once the conversation started it was far easier to relax and keep going.

…

"That was something else," Hermione said. "I hope it will go better next time."

"It certainly isn't the same as the lessons we have at school," Kato said.

Hermione nodded. "It was fun though," she said. She took Kato's hand and they apparated back to Hogsmeade. They still had a bit of time to do some homework.

5th of October, 1996.

It was a windy day. The trees of the Forbidden Forest swayed back and forth, yet Harry had his team out on the field. Tanya was clinging to her broom. She was light so the wind was having a field day pulling her around.

Harry kept an eye on her so she wouldn't get hurt, but she had to learn how to navigate all weather they might play in. He checked the beaters and flew down to Ginny who seemed to want something.

"This is awful," Ginny said. "My hands are freezing."

Harry drew his wand and cast a warming charm on her. "That's the best I can do for now. I'll ask the elves for some hot cocoa once we're done."

"Sounds good," Ginny said. "Thank you Cap." She smiled at him.

"No problem," Harry said. He looked up at Tanya and took off to steady her before she fell off her broom.

Ginny sighed. She had long hoped that Harry would notice her as more than just Ron's sister. She doubted he saw her that way anymore, but he still wasn't interested in her. She wished she knew why.

Harry steadied Tanya and moved her hands. "You need to be as small as possible," he said. "Now catch that snitch so we can warm up."

"Sure, Cap," Tanya said before taking off. Her cold hands gripped the handle of the broom tighter. She saw a glint of gold and turned sharply. She was determined to get that snitch. In the corner of her eye, she could see Harry flying in behind her. She was not going to let him take this snitch from her. She huddled closer to her broom and picked up speed. She angled the broom against the wind.

The snitch made a sudden lurch up and Tanya reached for it. Her fingers closed around the golden ball. The little wings fluttered against her hand. She had done it. She smiled as she slowed in.

The team was gathered on the ground by Harry who handed out cups of steaming hot cocoa with marshmallows floating on the surface to his players.

Tanya flew down next to them and stepped off her broom in a single motion. As she took her first step, her necklace caught on the broom. She felt it snag and before she could stop it from happening the chain broke and the pendant fell to the ground.

"What's wrong Tanya?" Ritchie asked. He walked towards her and stepped on the pendant she had dropped.

Tanya could feel her heart beating faster. She was breathing in short panicked puffs. She looked up at her teammates with big panicked eyes. What was she going to do? They would think she was a freak, a monster. Before really checking what anyone's reaction was, she took off running. Tanya ran as fast as she could until she found a nook by one of the castle towers. She buried her face in her hands as warm tears streamed down her face. That was it. They wouldn't want her on the team anymore.

"Hey, Tanya."

Big tear-filled eyes looked up. Harry was standing in front of her. He was smiling gently. Her ears twitched as she raised her head.

"Can I join you?" Harry asked.

Tanya nodded slowly, and Harry sat down next to her.

"I must say that I'm surprised to find out that you are a Khajiit," Harry said softly. "I knew Khajiit might exist on Earth, but I didn't expect one to be at Hogwarts I guess."

Tanya wiped the tears from her eyes. "How do you know about Khajiit?" she asked. She couldn't believe her ears. Harry not only didn't hate her, but he knew what she was. Maybe he even knew more than her mother.

"It's a long story and you're going to have to promise me to not talk to people about it," Harry said. "Hermione and Neville know, but I'm kind of trying to keep it quiet for now."

Tanya nodded slowly. "I can keep a secret," she said, hopeful that he would be willing to share what he knew with her. What he ended up telling her was beyond her wildest dreams. Khajiit were from a different planet? The Khajiit he spoke of seemed even more feline than her, and he was a whole six years older than he presented himself as. She was surprised he was still at Hogwarts, but she was very glad that he was.

"So you don't care that I have fur and look strange?" Tanya asked when Harry's story was finally coming to an end.

"You don't look strange," Harry said. "You look like a Khajiit. You are Khajiiti. There is nothing strange about that. I wish you didn't feel the need to hide, but I understand why you would want to. I guess it is in a way similar to why I'm not just telling the world what happened to me." He reached out to Tanya and she took his hand. "Let's see if we can find the holder for your glamour shall we? The others went inside. They didn't want to leave you. They were worried about you, but I convinced them that you needed some space," he said.

Together they walked back to the pitch and looked around. The more they looked and couldn't find Tanya's necklace the more worried she got. What if they couldn't find it at all? She really liked that necklace not just for the glamour; it had belonged to her great-grandmother. Her mom would be so disappointed if she had lost it.

"Maybe someone in the team picked it up," Harry said. "My eyes aren't quite as sharp as yours but a glint of gold should still be easy enough to find."

Tanya nodded slowly. "What about…" she didn't quite know how to phrase her problem.

"I can make you a temporary glamour for now," Harry said. "Just stay close to me."

Tanya nodded and she saw how her hands once again looked human. Her fur disappeared and Harry held out a mirror for her.

"Good enough?" he asked.

Tanya nodded. "Thank you," she said.

"No, thank you for trusting me to do this," Harry said. He wrapped an arm around her and they headed back to the castle together.

13th of October, 1996.

Tanya sat and played with the bracelet that Harry had given her to hold her new glamour. Thankfully, Jimmie had picked up her necklace, but since it was broken she couldn't wear it so she had sent it to her mother telling her mostly what had happened.

The team had been chill. No one asked any uncomfortable questions. They were just glad that she was okay. It made Tanya so happy to know that it wasn't just Natalie who would stand by her even if she embraced who she really was. Though, she certainly wasn't interested as long as she attended Hogwarts.

She smiled as Hermione sat down opposite her. They were finishing up the work in their pillows today and then they would be allowed to do anything they wanted to do. She still hadn't decided though so she hoped she would be able to figure something out.

Sue walked around the room slowly. Most people were very close to finishing. She could see how Harry and the others were helping the ones who were struggling the most so they would also finish before lunch. After lunch things would be a little different. They had already worked it out in their own group. Their level of skill varied so they would split the students up after how difficult a thing they wanted to create. She and Harry would take the most advanced assignments. Justin and Daphne would take intermediate and Tracy and Dean would take the easier assignments. The easier things were just made from existing patterns and would still look great when done. The biggest difference was that the pattern did the hard part.

A young girl probably attending her first or second year approached Harry during lunch. She blushed as she held out a drawing to him. "I'd like to make this," she said.

Harry looked down at the drawing. He made a face. It wouldn't be an easy dress to make and he didn't know her skill level. She wasn't one of his Snakes. He found Dean who pointed him to Justin. Justin caught Harry's eye and saw the girl standing next to him. 'She's good,' he mouthed.

Harry gave him a thumbs up before turning back to the poor girl standing nervously next to him. "Sorry about that, I needed to know how Justin felt about your level of skill," he said. "We should be able to do this. Is the white supposed to be fur?" He looked closer at the drawing.

The girl nodded. "It is a Santa dress. Like in White Christmas," she said.

Harry nodded slowly. "I think I'm not familiar," he said.

She smiled. "It is like my drawing. You don't need to know the reference material," she said. "But yes the hem is fur laid."

"Then I'll have to get us some fur I guess," Harry said.

"Can it be fake fur? Mom would get sad otherwise," the girl asked.

"I'll do my best," Harry promised.

"Thank you," she said before bouncing away.

"I have a feeling you'll be very popular in the next few weeks," Hermione said.

Harry nodded. "I have a feeling you might be right," he said. "I don't mind though. It is fine."

Hermione laughed. She was glad that Harry was so involved with things. He was good at leading. He had made more friends since he came back from Skyrim than he had before and that was a good thing. She had already decided to make a plushie for Leoline and one for her cousin Veronica's first child. She hadn't met Veronica in forever but they sent each other letters every once in a while. She would appreciate something homemade for little Miranda.

Once she was done with school Hermione really wanted to visit Veronica. Maybe Harry would like to come along or maybe she could bring Viktor. She wasn't sure. She could make more than one but she felt like she needed to study, and Harry had asked her to help out with some enchanting of all the items that would be made so she wanted to have her Sundays free once they got there. She wasn't sure how Harry had time to do everything that he was doing and still handle his studies, but she admired that he seemed to have a handle on things.

26th of October, 1996.

"It is beautiful thank you so much, Mr Potter," the girl with the Christmas red dress inspired by some non-magical movie twirled around the room. The white fur around her shoulders glistened like freshly fallen snow. They had enchanted the dress to not get dirty or wet. Harry had laid in the snowy look on the shoulders and the dress itself glittered but only when the light hit it a certain way.

Harry chuckled. "You are most welcome," he said. "You did a great job with it yourself."

She smiled at him. "The enchantments can be deactivated right?" she asked.

"They can. All you need to do is touch the clasp holding the fur together and say deactivate or activate respectively," Harry said.

She smiled and nodded. This was the best dress ever. She had wanted one since they watched White Christmas one winter. Her mother had always said no but that was because they would have to have one specially tailored and that was expensive.

"Are you getting compensation from the school by the way," Sue asked as she sat down next to Harry.

"I am," Harry said. "And the Board Governors decided to get in on the action too so there is no need to worry about money as such."

"Good," Sue said. "I didn't want you to have to pay for everything that didn't feel right."

"I just show the recites and we fix it after the fact," Harry said. He smiled at a boy as he came up to him with a small plush dog.

"Can you make sure that my sister can't tear it apart? I don't want her to get hurt," the boy asked.

"Would you like me to make sure that it doesn't get dirty too?" Harry asked.

"Well, my mom is magical, but dad isn't and we live in a non-magical area so…" the boy trailed off.

"I can make it dirt-resistant instead. That just means it will be really easy to clean and will always get clean when you clean it," Harry said.

The boy shone up. "That is great," he exclaimed happily.

Harry chuckled. "Alright let's see if we can get this done for you," he said. He laid the runes and charged them. Along his hands and arms stars shone as he charged the runes.

"What happened to your hands, Harry," Natalie asked.

Hermione was helping her to enchant a shirt so it would blink like Christmas lights.

"That is a good question Natalie," Harry said. He looked at his hands as if he had no idea what had just happened. "I guess we might never find out." He winked at Hermione as he turned to help the next person.

"What happened to the dress you were working on," Hermione asked as they headed back up to the Gryffindor tower later that day.

"It is done and I have packed it away," Harry said. "It is a gift for Gabrielle. I talked to Apolline and Fleur about it so I have her measurements."

"That's nice," Hermione said.

"I'm hoping I can make something for Fleur during the next thing," Harry said.

"You are going shopping with Dean for that one right?" Hermione asked.

"Right you are," Harry said.

"So we are painting," Hermione said.

"Quite obvious isn't it," Harry said. He smiled at her and she laughed.