She barely has the chance to say no this time, more firmly than the first time the ghosts of this inn convinced her to do their chores for them. Someone manifests themselves at her side, making the ghosts hesitate, and giving her a chance to study her would be hero.

"What a pretty one to show up to your rescue, young lady," coos one of the ghosts, in an amused and high pitched voice. She waves a ghostly arm towards her compatriot in the universal gesture of check this out, and continues to fawn, this time over Vi: "Would you look at this hair colour? I had hair this brightly coloured, didn't I, sisters? Yes, but longer, still - so pretty! Though my father did think it was a sign I was possessed by the devil."

"That's a harmful stereotype," Hermione mutters under her breath.