It wasn't long after the vows were exchanged that Hermione lost her shoes, preferring to brave the grassy fields barefoot and dancing with everyone she encountered. She'd managed to find the perfect angle at which to hold her skirt to prevent it from tripping her — perhaps with the help of a little magic as well — and was overjoyed to spend her time celebrating with friends and family.
Spotting Flavia by the refreshments, Hermione hurried over, beaming widely.
"Flavia! I'm so glad that you could come," she greets, cheeks pink with excitement. "Your dress looks absolutely lovely. Would you like a piece of the wedding cake? I don't know how we'll ever finish it all."
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Date: 2014-09-03 06:23 am (UTC)Spotting Flavia by the refreshments, Hermione hurried over, beaming widely.
"Flavia! I'm so glad that you could come," she greets, cheeks pink with excitement. "Your dress looks absolutely lovely. Would you like a piece of the wedding cake? I don't know how we'll ever finish it all."