"The dress is, isn't it?" Hermione says, taking a second longer to watch the sway of the fabric in the mirror before turning to face Elena, glad to have friends willing to give her feedback on the dresses she tries on. While Hermione hopes that there will be a dress that simply feels right upon putting it on, her head still feels like it's in the clouds, and all good reason has evaporated in the wake of boundless happiness and anticipation. "Thank you for coming to help me select a dress, I hope this wasn't too out of your way. I just wanted to make sure that I chose something that I could feel good in, and that Ron would like as well. It's so hard to pick, though, with so many beautiful dresses here at the shop."