The small girl walked, her curly hair blowing in the wind. Her brown eyes popped up when she suddenly sensed something to the right. Her eye caught sight of an old lady, simply sitting on a park bench. Truth be told, it was too cold for someone that age to simply be sitting there in the park. She walked over to the figure, warmly bundled up.

The female had a plug in her chest with a chain hanging down. Hermione walked over and sat down next to her, the five year old child not really paying much attention to the woman, or really looking at her to face. "Isn't it a bit cold to be out here?"

"Not really." The old woman simply continued to stare across the way. "I guess though, it is cold."

"If you want, you can come to my house and have a cup of cocoa. I am sure my mum would welcome you." Hermione's voice remained quite.

"Thank you for the offer, but your kind words are in truth enough." The small female turned her head, only to find the old female to be missing.