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MAEVE'S JAW DROPPED ASHERMIONESTEPPED into view, her dusty pink dress flowing down her waist like it was crafted from magic— which it probably was— her bushy hair was loosely sitting at her slender shoulders as she stood with her hands in front of her, rocking nervously back and forth. "wow."
"does it look alright?" hermione fussed, looking herself up and down distractedly. "it looked fine in my dormitory mirror, but now i'm not sure— oh, merlin, i look hideous, i know it— let me go and chang—"
"hermione, stop." maeve smiled, cupping the girl's jaw. "you look beautiful, seriously. you always do."
"really?"
"would i lie to you?"
"maybe! what about that time, when—"
"hermione."
"fine." she looped their arms together, and they now fully took the time to take in the changed appearance of slughorn's office.
