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“ How dare she!! How dare she do that to me! She knew how important that speech was to me and how I needed to connect with the audience and not be distracted by her soft supple body, the delicate curves… aaagh no not getting side tracked again, I'm angry I'm furious, I'm horny, I'm confused” ranted Hermione as she stomped her way through the streets, her frizzy hair in more of a tizz than usual.
The reason for her current turmoil was her sweet devil of a wife had unceremoniously dropped by a speech, that she was doing for elf rights in the MoM chambers with some prestigious audience, wearing a long dark trench coat and when everyone was focusing on her for the speech, surreptitiously opening it for a flash (*pun intended*) showing she was wearing nothing underneath and with a single move crashed and rebooted her brain and the 55 minute long speech was cut short by no less than 52 minutes.
Taking a deep breath she pondered on the fact that while they were adventurous, this was out of the blue and she was quite puzzled on what would have caused her wife to act out like this. It was an Aha moment and she was howling with laughter with everyone giving her an even wider berth seeing the mercurial change in her mood. She wheezed out - “Merlin Fleur!! That's not what I meant when I said a confidence booster on stage is picturing the audience naked”