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[brainiest]

... I don't think I want to know, do I?

[ Definitely not. She doesn't want to picture Waver without his clothes -- no offence, of course, she's just pink enough already. ]

I can understand that. A lot of the magic in my world feels very easy and quick for us - like our teleporting, Floo powder, animagus, Portkeys... It's strange to see magic that's not as simple.

[gordianknots]

You really, really don't.

[They were so drunk, Hermione.]

I'm jealous, in many ways. What we do is a lot more scientific in how it's approached. Studies are done over years, families do experiments from one generation to the next, that sort of thing. I actually appreciate the simplicity of what your system's like.

[brainiest]

Oh!

[ Hermione leans forward, almost instantly. ]

Wait, um. Magic Crests? Things that have the knowledge of previous generations?

[gordianknots]

Ah, Kayneth told you?

[brainiest]

We had a bit of a discussion about it, yes.

[ There's a bit of pride, knowing something, and she takes a sip of her drink before she leans on the counter. ]

We decided that the Crests were a bit like having the formula for a mathematical problem but never being taught exactly how to use it.

[gordianknots]

Good metaphor. [Waver takes a long sip of his own.] And nice to know he's better at teaching one-on-one. I always hated when he lectured.

[brainiest]

He was your teacher?

[ ... That she can't imagine, but she supposes it makes sense. ]

I'm not the only one with a Professor here, then. We've got more in common than I thought, Waver.

[gordianknots]

Unfortunately. [Waver doesn't hide the disdain, or the grimace on his face.] I like to think that what I disliked, I've actively worked against in my own time as a professor.

[But very, very willing to step away from the matter of why Kayneth is the actual worst ever, Waver seizes on the opportunity for a topic change.] Lupin, yes? I met him at the Barrel's party in December.

[brainiest]

Should I be calling you Professor Waver? I've never really known what formality to take.

[ They went straight from research to their friendship, of sorts, via Harry. She's never really asked much about his history of position beyond what she knew about him here in the Drabworld. ]

That's him. He was my Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher in my third year.

[gordianknots]

Waver is fine. You've definitely earned the right to no formalities between us.

[Equality's hard to win here, honestly. Waver likes to enforce it when he can.]

Oh, well that's a department more impressive than anything we've got back home.

[brainiest]

Oh. [ Well.

Her smile is a lot softer, now, and she glances down at her drink, a bit more shy. ]

I could tell you about all the subjects, if you'd like. It's not all Potions and teleporting.

[gordianknots]

I would be delighted.

[brainiest]

[ Now you've done it, Waver.

Hermione moves and sits down, looking more than a little excited. ]

Most of them are self-explanatory. Transfiguration, Charms, Potions, History of Magic, Defence Against the Dark Arts, Astronomy and Herbology are the lessons we all have to take in our first year. From our third year onwards we can also take Artithmancy, Muggle Studies, Divination, Ancient Runes and Care of Magical Creatures.

[gordianknots]

[Hermione, he lives for this kind of stuff.]

That's a practical core. No alchemy department?

[brainiest]

[ And this is why she adores him. ]

Only if there's enough interest. We learn aspects of it in Potions but the specialised teaching? Only if it's worth the time it would take, I think.

[gordianknots]

[What nerds.]

Ahhh, okay, that makes sense. Potions and alchemy probably have enough in common that the latter is just a specialized version of the former, isn't it?

[Guess what he is really, Hermione.]

[brainiest]

[ Her lips twitch a little and she leans forward. ]

I have a question for you, Waver.

[gordianknots]

Shoot.

[brainiest]

Do you want to see my Potions lab?

[ No, that isn't an innuendo. ]

[gordianknots]

--Oh my God are you serious?

[Is it Christmas?!]

[brainiest]

[ YOU ARE AS CUTE AS DORIAN GRAY. ]

Of course I am! It's just downstairs.

[gordianknots]

[NAH DORIAN'S CUTER.]

Drinks allowed?

[brainiest]

As long as you don't spill them into one of the cauldrons.

[ But she trusts him. She goes to the door, opening it and heading straight towards the basement. ]

I'm only brewing two at a time until I get my hands on a few more cauldrons, but I don't think I'm doing too badly.

[ ... Please ignore the really obvious steel caged room opposite the door to the lab, Waver. ]

[gordianknots]

[Waver's trying not to launch into ask a million questions mode. His hands grip the railing as they descend into the basement, the cage catching his eye for only a moment. It gets nothing more than a raised eyebrow, and Waver's attention then returns to Hermione.]

Too many things going on in one lab can also be a true nightmare to keep track of.

[brainiest]

Absolutely. At least I can brew the healing potions while also making the salves by hand.

[ And inside they go! To one side is her trunk of ingredients, set up and open, and on the other are two cauldrons. One of them is a deep purple colour while the other is more of a golden colour, as though she's shoved some gold bars into the cauldron and crossed her fingers. Tucked in the corner is a desk where vials and equipment rests - knives, mortar and pestle, that sort of thing. ]

And here is my home away from home.