8:25 and Susan heard the floo ejecting Hermione. Dropping the duster, Susan shimmied down the ladder half expecting to see her mother and father standing in the living room. Craning her head over the banister those pale blue eyes caught sight of Hermione instead. "Oh! Hermione! I wasn't quite sure how you would be traveling."
Descending the stairs quickly, the girl entered the living room. A bright and cheerful smile curled on her lips, as she went about dusting some soot off of her friend. "Mum and dad said they won't be home until the evening. I'm not sure where Hannah is, she might still be sleeping." Susan paused here, and allowed Hermione to get her balance. Floo traveling was a traumatic experience in Susan's mind. Very disorientating.
"Did you want a tour, or just go straight to the collection in the attic?"