"Well I'll be a veela from Bill and Fleur's wedding, and you two will be those two hags that used to hang about outside of Flourish and Blotts," Hermione answered, completely straight faced. If that were true, it would serve them right, really, for thinking that she'd be anything less that five steps ahead of them both when it came to being prepared. In reality, they were muggles who'd lived next door to her family on either side, before she'd sent her parents off. One of them was a hairdresser - it hadn't been hard to get hair in the shop.
"Are you two finished?" But she did finally crack a smile at the teasing, rolling her eyes in a longsuffering sort of way at the boys. "Saturday, then?"