"Thirty minutes more before the burrow closes!" The urgent announcement sliced through the bustling crowd, prompting Hermione and Lloyd to weave their way through the sea of bodies. Evening had settled over Loreen, and they had hastily discarded their luxurious attire in favor of more humble garb.
Hermione wore a flowing skirt that cascaded elegantly to the ground, paired with a simple top, and topped off with a wide-brimmed straw hat that framed her face. Lloyd, too, had exchanged his finery for a less appealing shirt and pants, along with sturdy boots. Despite their shabby appearance, an undeniable beauty radiated from them, making them stand out even in such unrefined clothing.
The streets were alive with energy as night descended. Citizens hurried to the burrow, a sanctuary from the rogues that prowled the darker corners of the city. It promised safety and a touch of joy, brimming with lively activities where everyone could join in the fun.
