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[brainiest]

So much has happened in the last few days and I've been a little busy. Is there anything I can do for anyone? I can travel fast, heal, brew potions for sleeping and nursing. Please, let me know. I want to do what I can to make sure we're all safe an taken care of.

My name is Hermione Granger, for those that don't know. I don't care where you are. Please let me help. 

( PRIVATE TO HERMIONE'S CLOSE CR )

I'm awake. I'm tired and I feel like something is tugging on my heart no matter what I'm doing but I'm awake and the thing is done. What have I missed? Let me know. 

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[marred]

[ is that message meant to make her friends worry less? luke thinks she needs a lesson or two about communication if she believes that is meant to ease his worry. it sparks it, driving it to gnaw away at him as the fear of hearing kronos and seeing his mother wither before his eyes had done so. but it's not a familiar feeling as the fear had been, it ticklish against his skin, as this almost burns it to expose his muscle. answering her as to what she missd is the one question he'll promptly and purposefully ignore. no one needs to know about his trauma. he doesn't wish to burden anyone, especially her — she's been through enough as it is. ]

Rule #1 of being a martyr: Don't overexert yourself.

Rule #2: Don't cut out your heart. It's not really a big hit on the market these days, even though yours is probably really nice and big.

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[brainiest]

[ Hermione isn't exactly a professional when it comes to not worrying people - she's far better at doing the worrying, honestly, and there's not much she can do to smother this when she's entirely focused on the fact that she has things to catch up on even as the spell drains her magic. The sigil is hidden, now, deep in the basement of her house, and she can breathe and focus on something else - namely Luke. ]

I'm not overexerting! I promise. If I didn't think I could do it I'd have handed it over to someone else. And I promise my heart isn't going anywhere - it's just... Funny feeling. That's all. Fit as a fiddle, really.

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[marred]

[ lets turn the tables and not worry about that someone named luke. there's nothing to worry about. nothing. having people fuss over him — it's difficult for him to deal with. it's bad enough martha tries to tuck him into bed. it's worse when it's a girl who doesn't know him and looks to him as though he's a hero. ]

Funny feeling. Like, you can drop dead sort of funny feeling?

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[vrykolakas]

You can't take the entire world in your hands. It will crush you. It's not your responsibility.

[But if she insists, might as well suggest something that isn't death and doom and cruel necessities—]

You're a thaumaturge, aren't you, Harry's kind. Know any way of making books speak? I am so tired of the headaches reading gives me.

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[brainiest]

I still want to help, though, if I can. It might not be much, but...

[ Still -- she can do something, even if it's just a little spell. ]

I think I can do something like that. I can enchant a few for you if you'd like.

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[vrykolakas]

Good. It may have to...wait, at least, until my schedule is clear. But it would be extraordinarily helpful; my ancient eyesight isn't what it was.

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[gloinul]

And just what were you doing that put you to sleep for a week, lass?

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[brainiest]

A spell. To help us?

[ -- why does she sound nervous about that... ]

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[gloinul]

I'm not sure anything that requires you sleep for a week is very helpful, but then again I am generally not over fond of things I do not understand.

[And magic is one of them]

Are you alright now?

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[orcsurfing]

I fear to ask what it is exactly that you have done, that the result is as you speak of.

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[brainiest]

If I told you it wasn't something too awful would you believe me?

[orcsurfing]

I think you knew the answer to your question before even asking it.
It does not require a gift of Foresight.

[ It's a fond sort of chiding, though it may be difficult to hear it through simple text. ]

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[jaywalks]

you hungry? i can tell you in person if you can get to glaem and make you something to eat too

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[brainiest]

I think I should eat before I fall over. I could apparate over and meet you somewhere?

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[chromosomes]

You okay?

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[brainiest]

I think so. I'm just really, really tired.

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[chromosomes]

Maybe curl up with Crookshanks for a while?

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[rangerandking]

Your offer is kind, Lady Hermione. I am curious what potions you can brew?

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[brainiest]

The scope for potion making is quite large, really. I can make potions for healing, sleeping, for luck, to fake death, to calm someone down, to replenish a blood supply - even to help with a cough. It all depends on what you need.

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[aliased]

my brother is asleep and won't wake up. is there a potion for that

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[brainiest]

He's still here, though? Do you think he might be sleeping but dreaming of home? That's happened to a few people here - he'll definitely wake up soon.

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[aliased]

i know but is there no potion to wake him

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[quest]

[ Percy never really has been sure what the locket etiquette is with responding in a medium different than the original broadcast, but honestly- he's never been one for text, even if it shows up in a more readable fashion in the Drabwurld. so voice it is! ]

You should definitely be careful that you don't forget to take care of yourself while you're out looking after everyone else.

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[brainiest]

[ gross percy you nerd -- ]

I won't, promise. Now that this is done I should be fine.

voice | cries this is so late I'm sorry

[quest]

Yeah? Hmm, okay. [ he might sound a little skeptical, but only because he's well acquainted with people in his life who run themselves ragged trying to help others. ] My mom used to say you had to "REST". Like, uh- R for 'recreation' so doing things that are fun, E for 'eating', S for 'sleeping', and- [ wait, what was "T" for again? ] Okay so I don't exactly remember the last part, but I'm sure it was just as important as the other stuff.