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A/N: I know this is a short chapter but I mean come on, two chapters a day is not bad and I'm about to write the third. This is unBetaed btw.
When Hermione got back from shopping, she was exhausted. She had spent hours buying stuff with Marina and had the time of her life!
Apparently Marina wasn't as shy as she appeared when they first met. She was a good girl but she wasn't the boring nerd Hermione was when she was young. She was fun and open-minded, something Hermione needed in a friend. Her only female friend was Ginny and she couldn't stand be around her anymore. She hated the caricature Ginny had become. It reminded her of the Muggle movie, Stepford Wives. Ginny Potter was exactly that; nothing less and nothing more. A shadow of her former self, someone Hermione felt only pity for.
Trying to think of something else, Hermione remembered that she wasn't an adult and that the Ministry would know if she performed any magic. The spell her godson had created came to her mind; it wasn't exactly a spell, but a ward that prevented the Ministry from being alerted when an underage person performed magic. Also remembering that the house had no protective wards she took her wand and started warding the house.
Tired from the long -but fun- day she'd had, Hermione went upstairs to her bedroom and charmed her bags to follow her. It was a struggle to carry them home but with Marina's help she managed to carry them to her door. She started undressing and then went to bed in her undies. Before she closed her eyes, she wished this wasn't a dream.