I must become a lion hearted girl, ready for fight before I make the final sacrifice. Here I am, a rabbit hearted girl, frozen in the headlights. It seems I've made the final sacrifice.
“It’s not weird. Um - ‘m not sure I’d put those two t’gether. The yellow’s kinda overwhelming.”
“Is that so?”
The witch glanced down at her shoes - still not quite sure when it came to the whole fashion thing. She had heard Lavender talk about it during their younger years– how to correctly match an outfit – but perhaps Hermione hadn’t understood correctly. “If I am being honest, these heels are nearly impossible to walk around in.”