Hermione Granger changes into a puce turtle-neck and malachite trousers as she dries her soaked body in the bathroom. She wraps her hair in an immaculate braid sliding down her spine, wears lipstick the colour of flamingos and she makes a mental note of the necessities required for her expedition as she organises her handbag.

Camera. Check

Notepad. Check

Two Quills. Check

Toblerone, two bars. Check.

Time-Turner. Check

She sighs as she zips her handbag and trundles to the central room.

"Where are you off to?" Ron asked her as he bites off a green apple.

"Captivating information." She gave him a cheeky grin. "Daily Prophet business."

"Interesting." He notes. "I'm on with you."

"You're coming with me?" Hermione jerks her head at him incredulously. "I thought that it'll bore you."

"It will." Ron brushes his hair casually. "But as it is, I am free. The Ministry shall not initiate Auror-training in less than a week. And stinking at home with no food is definitely worse than screwing someone's arse with a Cameron."

"Camera" Hermione corrected him.

"Whatever." He tossed his head lividly.

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"Ron, could you just take my handbag downstairs with you?" Hermione hands him her moleskin Prada. "I'll just perform some anti-apparition enchantments here so that no one could-you know trespass."

"Yeah sure, Hermione." Ron wore an extra-large grin as he engulfed his

"Accio Time-Turner."

hands round the Prada. "You can take your time."

As Ron aka Draco stole down the stairs, he unzipped her handbag and whispered.

Nothing happened. He silently cursed as he rummaged through the contents of the ruddy handbag looking for a golden pendant he'd seen in his father's antique, leather-bound books.

"What would you be looking for, Ron?" Hermione beamed at him with her curious eyes.

"Oh, just-just nothing. I was just looking for-"Draco re-zipped her handbag and passed it over to her,

"This?" Hermione handed him a fresh green apple with a Walmart sticker still stuck to it.

"Yeah," Ron gave her a dazzling smile as she slipped it into her hand. "Exactly."

"Well, come on now, or we'll miss some news."

As she spun to join his side for the Apparition, her feathery braid brushed aside, revealing a golden chain adorning her white neck.

"What're you staring at?" She scrutinised Ron carefully.

"Oh, just nothing." Draco parried his doing really easily. "The time-turner..looks good on you."

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