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[ At first the feed is silent, just showing a small grassy plain. Then, suddenly, there's a quiet little yip and something pops into view -- a puppy, looking more than a little excited, with wings fluttering around it's little body as it moves, barking at the camera (or, rather, who is behind the camera). Eventually it moves, with a scuffling noise, and Hermione's face pops into view, at least until she is mauled by the dog licking at her and clambering to get into her lap. She accepts it with good grace, of course, just laughing and patting at the lovely thing's head. ]

I was given this lovely boy by the faeries today and I have no idea who it's from - it must be a gift because I didn't ask for him, at least not this time. I wanted to say thank you to whoever it was because he's adorable! He's the cutest thing I've ever seen - and I've decided to call him Padfoot.

[ She knows Harry and Ron will understand and she hopes neither of them will be put off by the nickname. She moves to shut off the feed even as the puppy goes to try and bite at the chain holding the locket in her fingertips. ]

Padfoot, no ---

[ and it goes. ]

( PRIVATE TO THE KREW + ANYONE WITH A COMPASS. )

I was given my boon by the faeries and - it's incredible. They've given me a book that'll teach me how to make my own network, like the lockets but only for us to use. I was wondering if you'd all tell me what kind of thing you'd want, if you want a personal network for anyone or just for you and some friends? And what you'd like it on - a watch or a necklace or something? Let me know, please?

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[ He wants to say she should take a break and not worry about other people but, well, he knows how well that goes. ]

How much longer do you reckon that's for anyway?

[ Since neither of them are likely the biggest fans of camping anymore. But his ears turns slightly read at that. ]

I-[ - You can probably get better company then me around ]-- Yeah, sure.

I'm not sure. I don't think Legolas ever wants to return to Caer Glaem, honestly. He'd much rather do his own thing. I'll do whatever I can to help but I'm not going to abandon my room any time soon.

[ She hesitates, then, before she offers a soft smile. ]

That sounds good. It's a d -- it's a plan.

No, he seems like he could live out here forever. You need a library to be happy anywhere . Not really much of one out here.

[he heard that and shifts to glance away]

When'd you want to then? S'not like we're far away right now.

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... Well, that's true, at least. I do love the library they have at the castle.

[ She hums, tilting her head as she thinks. ]

Maybe tomorrow morning?

Not just the library there. You love any library. It's difficult enough to talk to you when you have one book let alone two.

[ Okay. But the fact they are arranging a walk and are maybe several feet away, despite hiding, is kind of nerve-wracking. In its own. Especially when she says the next day. Oh no.

He masks his pink ears with a snort, though really it doesn't do much for it. ]

Yeah, alright. 'Though, you know, you could ask for a broom next time and fly with him, too.

Which is why I'm so glad I have my bag with me. I have a dozen or so in there, not including the few I left back in my room.

[ She's grinning; she knows, sort of, that they're a little in hiding and travelling and, literally, walking each day. But it's nice to make plans all the same. ]

I'm not getting on a broomstick, Ronald Weasley.

Only a dozen? That'll last you as much as a day tops. And that's on a bad day, mind.

[ At least it's teasing. Plans, plans are things are least. Something to look forward to then endless walking for what felt to him like something that wasn't really his thing to walk for. He snorted. ]

No one said you'd have to ride alone, if that makes you feel better.

And half of them are from home. I might have to ask the faeries to lend me a few before we set off again.

[ She's quite content, now, really. She has her dog and her cat and her boys; what more does she need? ]

Not really. You know I hate those things.

Why not just see about getting a portable library fairy or something next time? Seeing what else they give you that's probably easy.

[ ...Yeah, because he knows she will never stop doing her thing might as well get a portable library. He won't be comfortable, though. Not any time soon and part of it's his own undoing. He didn't talk about things needed to and he shut down in situations he didn't like. He needed to adjust eventually. ]

They're not that terrible, y'know. Better then only walking.

I do have a book that Stiles gave me, actually, that lets me transfer chapters of books into a portable one. I was just filling it with important things, like healing magic and so on.

[ It seemed most important, really. Still. She shakes her head and smiles at the camera. ]

You know I hate the things. I'll ride a Thestral again before I hop on a broom.

That doesn't sound very helpful for where you are right now, mind. You probably have to be right there with it, right? I stand by what you said, best invest in book gofer fairies.

[ He rubs the back of his neck with a shake of his head. ]

Least you can control a broom. Thestrals have a mind of their own.

I'll have to ask them next time around, then. A magical portable library - sounds doable.

[ She's still grinning, even as she tries to be petulant. ]

You can control a broom.

No less so then anything else they manage to around here.

[ That earns a roll of his eyes as he runs a hand through his hair. ]

Saying you can't, eh? Ms Brightest Witch? It's just a broomstick. It's hardly as terrifying as riding on the back of a blind dragon.

...'Less wicked though.

I'll have you know that broomstick magic is entirely different to all other magic! They don't like me.

[ It's as if they know she hates the idea of flying. Daft, stupid things. ]

I'd much rather ride a blind dragon.

Oh, yeah, they're totally worse then being made a charred snack.

[ It's not different. You just don't like them. He could say that but instead he's trying not to laugh. Properly laugh. He's not sure if she's being serious or not.
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That's why you need to sort of your priorities.

We didn't get burned on the dragon's back, did we? There we go.

[ She bites her lip, trying not to burst into giggles. ]

Speak for yourself, Ronald Weasley.

Only 'cause it couldn't whip it's neck around and find us without burning itself. Not to mention it was glad to be shot of that place.

[ Just laugh. He snorts, raising a brow. ]

I am just fine. I'm not the one who's bent on becoming the next Hagrid.

Well, could you blame it? Being tortured like that on a daily basis, it was positively barbaric. The poor thing should've been freed ages ago.

[ She sniffs, looking away to hide her laugh. ]

I am not! I don't have a dragon egg, thank you very much.

I didn't say it wasn't. Only that there was loads of reasons it didn't decide to make us dinner when it could have.

[ A success! His own smile comes more naturally then before and he leans back. ]

It's only a matter of time. You're not as keen on rules as you say you are anymore. You'll be afraid someone won't hatch it properly and steal it out from right under their nose.

Maybe it liked me.

[ She shakes her head, lips curling into a bright smile. ]

That's not true! Mako had a dragon and I left him alone with it, actually.

Oh, yeah, it was right charmed by you. Strange people on its back is definitely what it wanted.

[He pauses briefly before giving a shake of his head and an amused smirk. Because he knows the answer to his next question before he even asks it. ]

And if Hagrid had one again, eh? Then what?

At least I wasn't torturing the poor thing, and I helped it escape.

[ She leans back, crossing her arms. ]

I'd call Charlie again, of course. Hagrid can't take care of a baby dragon, not at Hogwarts and not in his tiny little house.

No, but ever thought how it's gonna manage now?

[ Or if a poor muggle finds it. We never did stop to check that out. But we kind of didn't have time. ]

Dunno, he worked hard to figure out how to raise it before our help. If he had the right equipment I bet he'd manage fine.

[ not that it makes it better. but, well, at least it's not blast-ended screwts ]

It's a dragon, Ron. Dragon behaviour dictates that it goes to seek out it's pack, whatever's left of it. Don't you read?

[ Honestly. She sniffs, shaking her head. ]

I really don't think anyone will approve of a Hogwarts dragon, least of all the new headmaster.

What pack? You know there's not many left in Britain they'd be too noticed. There's a reason Charlies off in Romania.

I'm fairly certain our school motto is 'never wake a sleeping dragon' for a reason.

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