Hermione hurried across the uneven cobblestones of Knockturn Alley, pulling her scarf tightly round her face. The cold, angry wind and several unwanted, lecherous stares demanded she be somewhat anonymous today.
Never had she really explored here before. Harry had his tales, of course, and Severus went two times a month to purchase the more
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