I MEAN. CAN WE TALK ABOUT THIS.
No big deal. Just Kate and Wills and Harry hanging out at Diagon Alley. Just a blessed union of two of my most favorite things: The Royal Trio, and Harry Potter. In fact, just last summer I tried to figure out how this trio corresponded to that trio. And could not do it without having to marry Harry off to Ron, by which I mean Wills to Harry. It's confusing.
Someone is writing a fanfic about this right now AND IT MIGHT BE ME.
OH, RIGHT, information: you need some. This is the inauguration Of Warner Bros. Studios Leavesden. They seem to be having a TERRRRRRIBLE time.
So, her outfit. It's Topshop, and it's adorable.
See? Cute.
Harry looks delighted; I feel like A Private Tour of the New Harry Potter Tour is probably a very welcome outing on the appearances list. Like, this is not an event anyone would be complaining about needing to attend.
"Oh, Batman, you're so HILARIOUS."
"Oh, hey, Hagrid. You're so TALL. I guess that happens when your mom is a giant."
"I swear I didn't plan this, Kate. Seriously. Polka dots are just everywhere right now."
"I'm just glad we didn't both wear nude heels, dude."
I imagine this is several thousand points for Gryffindor.