"Oh Cher," She spoke, for a moment not knowing how she had made it outside. She had been in the kitchen baking bread when she thought she noticed someone outside. "Hermione, how long hav you been out here? You weel catch zuch a cold."
Then she caught what she was looking at and a soft but still sad smile slipped on to her face. "I try to leeve flowers when I can...but in this cold zey wilt so quickly that it doez not feel right."