"Maybe during one of your breaks you could come over and I'll show them to you. I don't have them out on the shelves," she explained.
Hermione nodded in agreement. "I know you'll get there. You have not only the skills, but the passion and the drive to make a business like that work and flourish."
"But we're not in school anymore, are we, Miss Davis? I decided after the wall was over that I needed to have more fun, live life to the fullest and stop acting like I have a wand up my arse, if you'll forgive my crudeness," she told her with a little blush.
She watched the finger move down the spine of the book and she could clearly remember how that finger felt moving over her own skin. Without realizing she was doing so, she bit her bottom lip.
"And what if I was?" she asked almost breathlessly. "What would you think of it?"