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Hermione carefully placed the finishing touches on the cake, her hands steady despite the fluttering in her chest. The kitchen smelled of warm vanilla and chocolate, the aroma wrapping around her like a comforting hug. She glanced at the clock; Molly would be back any moment now.
Just as Hermione finished cleaning up, the door creaked open. Molly Weasley entered, her cheeks flushed from the brisk spring air. She stopped in her tracks, eyes widening at the sight of the intricately decorated cake on the table.
"Did you make this?" Molly asked, a mixture of surprise and admiration in her voice.
Hermione nodded, smiling. "I've been practicing."
Molly stepped closer, inspecting the cake with a discerning eye. "It's beautiful, Hermione. You've outdone yourself."
Hermione blushed, feeling a swell of pride. "I had a great teacher," she said softly.
Molly's eyes glistened with tears as she pulled Hermione into a warm embrace. "You always manage to surprise me, dear. It's perfect."
As they sliced into the cake, laughter filled the kitchen, blending with the sweet promise of newfound traditions.
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XOXO - Onyx