It was not a situation he liked. She seemed unused to walking in something of the sort. Of course, Hagrid hadn’t been exactly pleased when he come in to see feathers and shards of fabric all over the place. Doing his job right could mean the difference in this young woman’s survival. “One of them is Ancient Runes. Hagrid, to his credit, was putting up quite a fight. Kaylens?”
“I’ll be looking forward to it,” She replied quickly, finding herself suddenly surrounded by several dozen kids, all twittering loudly with no signs of stopping. He skidded, flinging rocks in the air as he bent down beside her. Though her hair color helped, for it was neither dark nor light, falling somewhere between bronze and gold, yet far from blonde. Clenching the tabloid between her hands she met her boss’ gaze. Hermione simply quirked an eyebrow before continuing off to join the rest of the students. Tucking a lock of darkened gold behind her ear, effectively removing the wayward strand from her face, she rounded the first twist in
