It was lovely to see the shops open once again, and many of them decorated for the holidays. The number of boarded up shops had been steadily declining since the end of the war. Pansy wondered how some of her dorm mates could still bemoan the loss of the Dark Lord when it was obviously so much more enjoyable and less stressful now that everyone wasn't so desperately afraid. Yes, they had to contend with the Muggle-borns and such, but the opportunity to do something so simple as shop freely was far more important to Pansy. Especially when she could do that on Draco's arm.
"I thought we might as well look in all the other shops while we're here. You never know when something might catch the eye." She'd already seen a beautiful silk scarf in water colors that brought out the green in her eyes, an elegant swan feather quill, and a few odds and ends that she found very appealing. "I am starting to feel the chill, Draco. What do you say to having some hot cider at the Three Broomsticks before we continue?"