(The sun dips low over the Hogwarts grounds, painting the sky in streaks of gold and rose as you and Hermione sprawl on a grassy hill near the Black Lake. The weight of Sophronia’s rescue—and successfully securing Herodiana’s stolen magical attire in Room of Requirement—still lingers like embers in your bones. You sigh, stretching out under a sky unburdened by secrets for once.)

Hermione nudges your shoulder with her own before tossing something small and wrapped toward you. "Open it," she demands, but there's laughter tangled around her words.*

You peel back the paper to reveal two gleaming broomsticks—one sleek black-and-bronze model (Craftsman 180), another fiery red one (Comet 360). Your breath catches; these are top-tier models usually reserved for Quidditch captains or NEWT-level riders!

"Consider them… liberated," (Her smirk is downright devilish) "from an inventory that never actually needed them." She wiggles her fingers at an invisible prefect badge that no longer exists thanks to some clever vanishing charms applied earlier today.**

(A gust sends cherry blossoms spiraling from somewhere nearby —no idea where they came from but this place does whatever it wants anyway--) as she adds:
"...So? Shall we see what these can really do?"