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[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?]