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Hermione stifled another yawn behind her hand as she squeezed past the flowing crowd of people. She hated that to get to her flat she had to go through Diagon Alley after work. It was always so busy now that people had started to feel safer. Which was a good thing don’t get her wrong but MERLIN if it wasn’t exhausting sometimes!

Shuffling her way past what looking to be an overbearing mother clucking at her gaggle of young children Hermione ducked into Slug & Jiggers and couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief. The place was close to empty at this hour and after the day she’d had it felt amazing to be able to just get what she wanted and hopefully leave. 

Walking quickly through the aisle until she reached the new potions weekly magazines, she flipped through until she got to the new discoveries section. Hermione quickly became absorbed in the world of potions and knew the shop keeper probably would understand considering she did this everytime the periodical was published before she’d ask to talk to the brewer so she could debate. Some part of her wished that she actually knew a potions master simply to debate the ingredients and how things had to be made. Was instinct or tried-and-true method better?