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[brainiest]

 
"Hello, Hermione Granger here. I must be busy, so please leave a message. Thank you very much!" 

 

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[brainiest]

[ She laughs softly, scratching a little harder even as she shifts, her other hand cupping his jaw. ]

I can't believe all the animals you're becoming. I'm jealous.

[thebreakingwave]

[Whatever he is can't purr, but he can make a sort of squeaking rumble. He's been in this form for close to two months now and he's missed this simple affection.

If he could, he'd tell her there's nothing to envy. An owl is a fine bird, but whatever he is now is all work.]

[brainiest]

[ Sh just hums, shifting a little to scratch a little more, soft and gentle with him - because that's who she is with Harry. A soft and loving friend. ]

Do I get a cuddle, at least?

[thebreakingwave]

[With that, Harry grins as best as he's able and flomps on her. Suffer, Hermione. Suffer the indignity of so much cuddling.]

[brainiest]

[ Laughing, her arms wrap around him and she tugs him close, leaning in and stroking her hand down his back. It doesn't occur to her that this might be strange; it feels normal, natural, for the Drabwurld. ]

[thebreakingwave]

[Maybe it's a little odd, but it's a comfort and Harry won't say no to giving or receiving a little kindness. As one of Morla's Wolves, he's been kept busy enough with other, less friendly acts.

Fair warning: if she keeps that up, he'll end up sprawled on his back and falling asleep.]

[brainiest]

[ All she can do is pull him closer, stroking him gently and humming, scratching when she thinks about it, an absent thought. ]

You should rest for a few hours. I know you must be busy.

[thebreakingwave]

[He rumbles in lieu of saying anything else. He is busy, but it hasn't been a bad sort of work.

Harry also knows just how difficult it is to convince Hermione to take a break and he's glad to be the reason for her to have a little time to just laze about.]

[brainiest]

[ Relaxing, Hermione moves and settles, cuddling up against Harry's side before she breathes out. ]

Can you keep a secret?

[ It's almost a joke, really, since he can't actually talk, but she wants to tell someone. She can't get it off her mind. ]

[thebreakingwave]

[Did you know that cat-dog-whatevers can roll their eyes? You do now, Hermione.

Harry bumps her with his nose. Come on, spill.]

[brainiest]

[ She pauses before she swallows, squeezing him gently. ]

Someone asked me to marry them.

[thebreakingwave]

[Harry rolls over and stares at her with big, big eyes. Really? He whines and wuffles. Who? Who? Tell him. Assuming she seems slightly pleased, he's clearly happy for her and gently baps her with a big paw.]

[brainiest]

[ She shakes her head, reaching over and rubbing under his chin. ]

He's just a friend, really. We've been spending time together because he's been helping tutor me in my magic, just a little, to make the things I've learned here more focussed.

[ It's obvious that she finds it hilarious. ]

I said no, of course.

[thebreakingwave]

[Still, she gets another gentle pat-pat as he settles back down.

When he can talk again, he's going to have a few things to say about this, but for now all he can do is fuss at her. Fussing, Hermione, do you see it? He wants her to be happy. He wants her to find the right person for her. He wants to know this fellow's name so he can, eventually, do the duty of a best friend and get to know him better.]

[brainiest]

[ Laughing again, she moves, tugging Harry onto her lap so she can pet at him. If she wasn't so used to the awkwardness of their situation, to the strangeness that happens here, she might be disconcerted, but it's been far too long for that now. ]

I don't love him. I'm not going to get married until I love someone and I don't love anyone here, not even someone handsome with magic.

[thebreakingwave]

[Well, that's not too bad then. If she seems content, then there's nothing to worry about. Naturally, he can understand why anyone and everyone with a lick of sense would want to be with Hermione.

That said, he wants a name, Hermione. He gestures towards himself, and then to her, and then makes a wiggly sort of paw-wave as he tries to ask what to call this Mystery Man.]

[brainiest]

[ She grins, shifting down and shaking her head. ]

Am I going to tell my best puppy who proposed to me... Hm...

[ Her fingers comb through his hair - fur. ]

Just a new friend. Maybe if that changes I'll tell you, but I can't really see what you think about him when you're a dog.

[thebreakingwave]

[Harry huffs and dramatically flops, clearly suffering as a result of his ignorance. It's all play-acting; he understands why she's chosen to wait. If she's happy, then there's time.]

[brainiest]

[ Reaching out, she taps his snout with a single finger. ]

You can't use your puppy-dog eyes on me. Literally.

[thebreakingwave]

[Ruh-roes, she's on to him!

With another little huff, he snorts and pokes his nose against the palm of her hand. Yes, this clearly makes him the winner of this debate. In any case, victory or not, he'll stay and lounge with Hermione for some time, maybe encouraging her to read to him (he misses books and can't figure out how to best turn the pages without hands), and basically make himself a large, warm loaf until he hears a faint howl in the distance. He has to go. ]

[brainiest]

[ Hermione was more than happy to sit and cuddle Harry before - ah. She hears the howls from outside and pauses, tensing for a moment before she glances down. ]

You have to leave?

[thebreakingwave]

[He stands and nods before bussing up against her for one last quick snug. His tail is already twitching and he looks from her to the door. It's important that he leaves before they come looking for him. It wouldn't do for one of Morla's wolves to be found curled up and dozing with a Seelie Marchioness, would it?]