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[thebreakingwave]

I had an idea that the elves lived long and, well, they sort of look like us but they're really, really not. I also think they're used to a very different sort of witch and wizard.

[ Whenever he's mentioned that he's a wizard, they get this odd look. ]

[brainiest]

That's what I've found too. Not just with Legolas and his dad but people from his home, too. The humans, like Éowyn, and the dwarves, like Gimli. It's all rather foreign to them, which I suppose is understandable.

[thebreakingwave]

But you all get along?

[ That's the important part, he things. Harry isn't too sure how he feels about the majority of the Unseelie. He has his friends and allies, but he wouldn't call any of them family. ]

[brainiest]

We do. It's nice, travelling with them, and I don't think my legs have ever been this well exercised, not even when we were camping across England.

[ She's found a place here, she thinks, and that's all she could ask for. ]

[thebreakingwave]

[ Harry almost wants to tell her that he's getting his own exercise learning to spar, but he holds his tongue. Would it really be helpful to know that he's fighting? Even if it's not really all that dangerous? Probably not, no. ]

It's curious, there's no one at my court I'd consider family. I've met John, and I don't know, maybe it's my own inexperience, but he's more a soldier, someone to share a drink and a bad meal with, than a 'dad'. Does that make any sense?

[brainiest]

[ Hermione would hardly be one to talk; her archery lessons are coming slowly but surely, her arms still sometimes aching from it. ]

It does, of course it does. But you haven't cried on John and had him pet your hair, so that might be why... And I don't think he's been gruff and particularly overprotective with you.

[thebreakingwave]

[ Harry leans against her side for a moment, bumping their shoulders together. ]

Sorry you had to cry, but I'm glad there was someone there for you.

[brainiest]

I've been here six months. I was bound to cry at least once, right?

[ She nudges him back, offering him a soft smile. ]

It's alright.

[thebreakingwave]

I've done, too.

[ All over the Brucolac. So that's a thing that happened. ]

C'mon, happier thoughts for both of us. Have you sorted out what you're doing during Samhain?

[brainiest]

Yes! I think so. I've got a mask and I think I can get someone to help me with my dress.

[ She pauses before her cheeks go a little pink. ]

Think he'll ask me for real this time?

[thebreakingwave]

He'd be a fool not to.

[ And that's the truth. ]

You could always ask him, if you wanted?

[brainiest]

[ She goes even pinker and sniffs. ]

No, I - I don't know. Maybe?

[thebreakingwave]

If you want, I mean. If not, well, I trust that you'll do what you know will make you happiest.

[ He does, too. ]

[brainiest]

[ She groans, resting her forehead against his shoulder. ]

It should be easier than this.

[thebreakingwave]

I bet you could train the fairies to carry a flashing sign for you. I don't think the imps'll do it, but you could give it a go.

[ Harry wraps his arm around her. He's offering the most helpful suggestions and she should be proud! ]

[brainiest]

[ She giggles, settled against his side. ]

Maybe I'll tie a note around Padfoot's neck and send him off.

[thebreakingwave]

See? I knew you'd come up with something. You always have the best ideas.

[ ...provided she doesn't turn her great and terrifying powers on getting him a date. ]

[brainiest]

Well, someone has to have them, don't they?

[ She grins, squeezing his arm. ]

[thebreakingwave]

You say that now, but wait until you see what I've put together.

[ ...oh good. That's reassuring. ]

[brainiest]

... Harry.

[ e y e b r o w. ]

[thebreakingwave]

Mmhmm?

[ He is a paragon of innocence personified. ]