Severus had left them to search for the wedding gown, he said he had some grading to do back at Hogwarts. "Do you mind if I went back to the furniture shop first? I'd like to speak to the old woman again." Hermione asked, as they walked through Hogsmeade. "No problem, we will come with you." Ginny smiled as Hermione led them to the dusty old shop. Ginny had a nose around with Harry as Hermione approached the old woman. "Excuse me, Hilda?" Hermione asked, causing the weathered looking woman to turn around. "Hello again my dear, what brings you back so soon?" Hilda smiled gently.
"It's just, you said that your sons are twins..." Hermione began, "aahhh, I see! you're nervous of what to expect. I understand I was frightened beyond relief when I found out I was having two!" "It's just, I know that one is hard work... and since I found out I'm having two, I'm terrified if I'm honest." Hermione told the woman anxiously. "It's nothing to worry about dear, the first few weeks will be tiring but it all falls into place quickly. I wouldn't change a thing about having my boys." Hilda smiled, placing a reassuring hand on Hermione's shoulder.

"I must say I'm surprised that the Snape boy chose a lady so much younger than he is.." The old witch explained, Hermione took it as a kind of apology for saying the wrong thing.
"Hold on, how do you know his name?" Hermione inquired with narrowed eyes, " I was friends with his mother, long before I moved here. We only took over this shop 20 years ago from Albert's brother Mervin." Hilda replied, while busying herself with the till. "He didn't seem to remember you?" "Well he wouldn't, he was but a small boy. I never forgot his eyes...." She sighed, "my dear, a lot has changed in 30 years." Hilda added, "even I don't recognise her from 30 years ago!" Her husband Albert joked, gaining a very Mcgonagall like scowl from his Mrs.

Hermione thanked them both for their time and dragged Harry and Ginny out of their shop, "right, let's go find the perfect dress!" Ginny giggled, hooking her arm onto Hermione's. Harry trailed along behind them looking like he would rather be at quiddich practice, which was entirely true.