It was the event of the year apparently, and when Hermione walked into the huge ball room with her two best friends at her side. It had been over a two years since the Battle of Hogwarts, and the rebuilt ministry was throwing a masquerade ball for Christmas. Hermione had always loved celebrating Christmas, and she'd taken great joy as a child in decorating the tree and helping her parents prepare Christmas dinner, but her love for the holiday had only grown when she experienced the magical celebrations. Now she loved the holiday even more, and she was the first to admit that she loved it when it snowed. She loved when the land turned white and fresh from a dusting of snow.
Hermione paused by the doorway with her two friends. Harry and Ron had decided on black suits with simple masks, but she knew that she'd be able to find them anywhere. Ron's red hair was easily enough to spot and Harry would be either with Ron or with Ginny, who was to be meeting them here. She would have no problem