video ( open to seelie + unseelie )

[brainiest]

[ The feed opens with Hermione in the library - where else would she be? - in the Seelie court, a pile of books and papers around her. It's obvious she's been reading and taking notes, going deeper and deeper into as many of the shelves as she can (and the only place she hasn't been allowed access is the Restricted Area, which she is going to get permission for soon). After a moment of brushing her hair out of her face and forcing a slightly brighter smile she leans forward, into the 'camera'. ]

Hello, everyone. My name is Hermione Granger, for anyone I haven't met yet, and I was just wondering if you'd mind answering a few questions I have?

[ She pauses for a moment, grabbing a piece of paper with a list on it and smoothing it out. ]

I was wondering if you'd all be able to tell me about magic, or powers, or anything that might not be considered 'normal' to the average human or otherwise that exist in your worlds? Maybe magical creatures, too, or beings that you think do not transcend to other places that you've heard of. In my world, if it's alright to call them that, we have magic, magical creatures and humans, giants, werewolves, vampires... But a lot of worlds - or universes, I suppose - don't.

[ She smiles, almost sheepish, shy. ]

I hope this isn't too intrusive, I'm just curious and I'd love to learn more, if I'm able.

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[hexuality]

Even if I had, I wouldn't tell you. What, and make you jealous of all the fun you'd be missing out on?

Where are you, then?

[thebreakingwave]

You too kind.

[ Harry picks up his locket and pans it around the room behind him. It's clearly a castle, but the colours are darker, and there's some rather gruesome looking creatures depicted in stained glass. As he turns the image, he narrates:]

Welcome to scenic Caer Scima.

[hexuality]

[ Her brows raise, a little alarmed. ]

Cheerful place.

[thebreakingwave]

It's not too bad.

[ As he shows her around via the locket, it's harder to kid himself what the castle is really like. ]

But it's not home.

[hexuality]

Hardly. None of this really is, but... [ She exhales. ] Anyway, I'd ask how you are but I'm sure Hermione fussed enough for the both of us.

[thebreakingwave]

It reminds me a bit of Slytherin dungeons, so homey, but not my home.

[ He's visibly uncomfortable with what that implies. ]

And you? You're doing well?

[hexuality]

Well, I got through one battle with broken ribs and slept through the other one for about three weeks in a magical coma, so I'd say I'm managing quite well.

[ Did you want her to lie to you, Mr Potter? ]

[thebreakingwave]

[ No, he wanted her to say she'd spent the time resting on the beach drinking punch. ]

Business as usual then.

[ There's a visible flutter of worry. He doesn't like knowing that she's been hurt or worse, in some sort of magical coma. ]

[hexuality]

Yes, it's lovely, perfectly normal.

[ She pauses. ]

And don't look at me like that.

[thebreakingwave]

Do you prefer this?

[ Please enjoy one (1) ridiculous mug including, but not limited to: tongue sticking out, cheeks puffed out, and a finger almost up his nose. ]

[hexuality]

[ And in a tone of voice perfectly reminiscent of her mother: ]

Harry dear, careful or your face might freeze like that.

[thebreakingwave]

And here I thought it'd be an improvement.

[hexuality]

Nothing can be done with what you were born with. Sorry.

[thebreakingwave]

I guess we could enchant a paperbag to stay over my head?

[hexuality]

I expect we could. The Muggle version of your cloak.