The Marriage Law

Chapter 35

"I'm really sorry for how Draco acts. He had this thing where he was privileged when he was younger so that sometimes pops up," I explained. Sadie nodded understandingly. 

"Carter had semi-privilege, so that's why I can understand so well," she said. She shivered.

"I told you Hogsmeade was cold! Do you want my-"

"No, this place is beautiful!" Sadie cried, turning back to me. She slipped on the ice (as one does in Converse) and I ran to catch her, laughing.

"Don't laugh!" she exclaimed, but kept slipping. I was doubled over in laughter. She grinned slightly and pushed me to the ground.

I grabbed her hand and pulled her down with me. I didn't feel a huge impact on the ice because I hadn't stopped laughing.

"I haven't laughed this hard since I've seen my dad when he was actually human-ish," Sadie smiled slightly.

"Well, I guess I'm doing my job getting to know you then. Usually, people I make laugh become my best friends," I smiled back.

We got up and dusted the remaining snow off our pants and we set off to a dress shop.

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It was mildly warm inside the shop, so Sadie and I took our jackets off.

Surprisingly, it was just us. Either we were really late or really early.

The lady who owned the shop came around the corner that attached her house and he shop. "Are you dearies here for the Hogwarts ball?"

Late.

"Uh, yes ma'am," Sadie replied awkwardly. I held back a giggle.

"My son will son be around to help you. Wait here!" she said, walking back into her house.

We stood in silence for about thirty seconds before Sadie cursed to herself.

"What? What is it?" I asked, genuinely concerned. "I don't have a date to the ball!"

"We'll find someone! Erin from Ravenclaw seemed to be looking you up," I wiggled my eyebrows.

Sadie looked down, ashamed.

"Are you sighing at me or with me, Sadie?" I giggled.

"I'm gay, Hermione. I swing for girls. Left pitch," Sadie said, almost aggressively.

"Okay..? You're worried about..?" I asked. I didn't see a problem. "Harry Potter of all people is gay too, Sadie. My best friend. I don't care, as long as we can still be friends and be cool together. I could never change my opinion on you, even if you loved a duck. Love who you want, Sadie."

A tall, brown haired teenager sped out of the store entrance from the house right next to Sadie.

"Hello, I'm going to be measuring you," the teen said. "Oh, hi..," Sadie asked. "I'm Joseph."

"Hi, Joseph. I'm Hermione," I introduced myself.

"Hermione Granger?" he asked excitedly. I nodded and laughed.

"I'm-I'm in Gryffindor too," he smiled. "My fiancé is a Slytherin, so is there anything in silver or a kelley green?" I asked, trying to get back on the topic of dresses.

"Of course! Right here!" Joseph guided us.

"What're you looking for?" he said quite nastily to Sadie.

"I don't need your lousy help. I've got my own brain, I can chose myself," Sadie said.

The doorbell rang, and in walked a beautiful gaggle Ravenclaw sluts, followed by cute, loyal Hufflepuffs.