Hermoine just appreated by the now ruined fountian of brethean

Walked to the Desk checked her wand in. " I keep it with me in my pocket. if you don't mind." You can't sry miss" " Listen here no one keeps my wand if they do I will forget to get it back you hear me" Hermoine wasArguing with the guard" Its for you own safty" " MY SAFLTY MY FOOT!!!" Its my my saftly that I keep it." As she was getting red soemone put thier hand on her shoulder. As red and gold sparks came out of her wand Lighting her gown on fire. She closed her eyes and counted to ten. " Sry thats not like me. Thanks you ....."