Hermione rummaged through her large tote bag in search of her elusive sunglasses.
The sun had been beating down on her all day as she spent some quality time at the beach with her parents during one of the last days of the summer.
Soon she would be boarding the Hogwarts Express for her final year at the magic school.
“Do you need help dear?”
“No thanks, mum. They’re stuck at the bottom. I’ll find them.” Her mother turned back to the book she had open on her lap.
When the 17-year old was finally successful, she frowned at the horribly scratched state she recovered them in.
“I think I’ll need a new pair though.”
“I keep telling you to store them in a case.” Hermione didn’t respond, deciding to just magically repair them when they got home.
As she lay back to take in some Vitamin D, a breeze blew by, pushing her unruly hair into her face.
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