"And light a fire," Hermione suggested as she shook out her curls, watching the snow fall over her black winter coat. Wearing the dress had been a good idea appearance wise, but had not been smart for the weather. She was a little chilled just from the short walks, and when they made it into his flat she let out a shiver and was hesitant to remove her coat.
"I didn't bring anything to change into," Hermione thought as she kicked off her shoes, "Mind if I borrow something of yours again? And perhaps we can have a bit of tea?"