[ His eyes are bright and Hermione smiles, expression softening. She feels a bit better now that there's food in her stomach and her gaze rakes over him, tilting her head. Being here is new to him and he's right, she doesn't know him - he's not from her world, then, which she imagined would be the case. She doesn't think it's too arrogant to think that someone from her world might know who she is, thanks to Rita Skeeter and her ridiculous tabloid meddling and the end of the war.
Still, she brightens and holds out her hand, smiling. ]
It's nice to meet you, Cole, and welcome. My name is Hermione Granger.
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Still, she brightens and holds out her hand, smiling. ]
It's nice to meet you, Cole, and welcome. My name is Hermione Granger.