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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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Do you think I'm allowed to call it cheating if he flies and catches it in the air?

[ She's grinning though. ]

He is, despite trying to eat everything.

I'd call it a technicality. But I have a friend back home who'd argue in his favor.

I guess he uses up a lot of energy.

I wonder how high and how far he'll be able to fly. I don't want to push him too hard either way.

[ But - yes. Padfoot is clambering all over her even as she replies. ]

A bit. I might have to get used to morning runs.

Fairy dog obedience training?

[They have classes here for that, right?]

I couldn't even teach my cat to behave. I don't think I'll have much luck with Padfoot.

[ And. She gets knocked over by the dog hearing his name. ]

What about your magic?

I don't think there are any obedience spells - at least, I haven't heard of any. Maybe I'll just pick up a book on obedience training?

Good luck. But you're lucky to have him either way. Having a friend with wings comes in handy sometimes.

Now I know you're definitely speaking from experience... But I doubt you have a dog with wings?

A paratrooper. His name is Sam Wilson, one of the best men I've ever known. His wings weren't like Padfoot's there, they were mechanical.

Oh, that's incredible! So they're man-made wings, then? Like a personal aeroplane of sorts?

Sort of. They remind me a lot of a bird's wings though.

That must be incredible. I can't even imagine the practice that'd take -- or the courage, actually.

[ guess who hates flying :T ]

Sam's definitely brave. Do you not like flying?

Not particularly, no. I mean, I have, when I've needed to, but...

[ She pauses before she laughs. ]

Am I destroying the 'witch on a broomstick' image, now?

[Steve laughs quietly at that.]

Next thing you'll be telling me that you don't have a black cat.

[ She looks a little sheepish. ]

He's ginger.

Oh.

[Steve takes a step back, hand briefly touching his forehead like he's reeling from this.]

I just don't know what to believe anymore. It's another lie I've been told my entire life.

I'm sorry! I have ridden on a flying horse, though, does that help? And a dragon.

Better. Now I believe you're someone who has magic.

I could always turn your hair pink?

Not sure that would be such a good look for me. It might clash with the uniform.

[ She bites back her laugh. ]

Maybe red and white, then?

Now you just want to make me a ginger like your cat.

I would do no such thing!