Quidditch World Cup/Kyle

[hg_headmistress]

Hermione paced her split level early that morning.  Not early as in, just after the sun and a bit of tea, early as in the sun would be up in an hour or so.  She had cleaned the cozy house from top to bottom and evaluated what to wear perhaps every moment for the last 4 days

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[prof_emerson]

Trekking up to Hermione's home, Kyle couldn't help but feel jealous about how beautiful it was. He hoped he wasn't too early, as he knocked on her front door loudly.

[hg_headmistress]

Startled, Hermione jumped before a big grin split her face. She rushed to the door, slowing just as she got there, after all, Kyle was just an old friend, not a date.

Pulling the door wide she smiled massively and beckoned him inside.

"I hope didn't have any trouble getting here." She smiled as she looked up at Kyle.

Leading him towards the red and white kitchen she offered him the breakfast spread she had set out. There was fresh coffee, fruit, eggs and bacon, and waffles. Hermione had gotten up a bit earlier than she had planned in her excitement and went a little overboard.

[who_is_kyle]

"No, I apparated slightly down the block, but I needed a good walk," Kyle smiled. He followed her inside, shaking his head with amazement when he spotted the food. "You really outdid yourself."

[hg_headmistress]

Leaning up against the doorframe, Hermione watched Kyle's face take in the spread laid out in front of them.

"I even made some mimosa's but I don't know if you want one, we're going to be in the sun all day. You know that alcohol and sun don't mix well." She smiled lazily while she said it, reaching one hand up along the doorsill over her head and stretching lazily like a cat.

Stretching her tired muscles she yawned for a moment, then smiled at Kyle with her eyes half closed.