Hermione smiled fondly at his words. That did seem like a pleasant thought, the ability to call forth that wonderful, sentimental feeling that surrounded Christmas, if even for only a moment, with something as simple as a sip of coffee. It was astounding, the effect that taste, or, even more than that, scent had on the mind, and on its ability to recall an entire stream of memories with a single whiff.
"Is it?" she asked, though her smile didn't falter. "I'm sure I wouldn't like it nearly as much as you, then, but I'd still like to at least give it a try. Maybe, if you're feeling particularly generous, you could even give me a sip of yours," she suggested with a teasing smirk.
Hermione Granger: Ironically, the same thing happened to me. I'm glad you brought it up
May 24, 2016 2:50:37 GMT -5
Hermione Granger: It looks wonderful, though, doesn't it?
May 24, 2016 2:50:49 GMT -5
Draco Malfoy: It does I've been so excited for it since I first heard about it. Always been my favorite, after all. Combine that with you and it's nothing short of perfect. We definitely need to see it together.
May 24, 2016 2:53:18 GMT -5
Hermione Granger: Oh, we absolutely do! It's always been my favorite, too, but I know how much it's always meant to you. You've always sort of reminded me of how the prince was before he became the Beast, haha!
May 24, 2016 3:10:37 GMT -5
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Draco Malfoy: Ha! Yes, and then somewhere during that whole transition...I became my father
May 24, 2016 3:20:39 GMT -5