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6th Gryffindor Note: [Voice] / [Action]

[Locked to DA Folks]
I need to see you. I have something to discuss with each of you.

[Locked to Harry]
[She sounds a bit nervous here.] Harry, it didn't work. I've tried everything I can think of, but the map's not coming along yet. But, Harry... Sirius' mirror... did it come with you to Luceti? Do you think it might be possible to charm one here? With your Mum out there, I think it might be a good idea to find a way to contact her or for her to contact us easily. I could make another paper for her, one that's charmed with three others, another for you, me, and Ron, just in case she needs to contact you.

[/Locked]
I'm very glad the tutoring sessions seem to be working out for everyone. I hope all of the New Feathers are settling in well. If any of you, New or Old Feathers, need anything at all, information or someone to study with, I'd be happy to do what I can.

[She's out on the porch reading if anyone wants to interrupt]

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Luceti can be a bit overwhelming, that's all.

[Shrugs again. Apathy is not a good way to handle this, Ronald.] It's all right.

[She really doesn't believe that you're okay there, Ron. And a slight frown creases her face.] Ron? You seem upset. Is it just Malfoy or is there something else?

[Breaks out his crackers again, shrugging.] This whole place is just kind of a drag. It's all right, and it's certainly a break from all the... Horcrux-hunting and running for our lives and whatnot, but it's still kind of a drag. [Because you and Harry are fighting, and you're friends with Draco and at this point Harry's almost-not girlfriend from fifth year and Luna are the only people that are completely normal. And maybe Tonks and Lupin, but we haven't actually talked to them yet.]

[She leans over a bit to rest her arms on her knees. She can understand where you're coming from, Ron, but it's still a little hard on her... well it's always hard to be in the middle of a disagreement, no matter who it is.]

I suppose it is. I've barely given it much thought; I've been too busy.

[Shrugs yet again.]

You're doing important stuff, 's all right. ... [Nom. Holds the sleeve out toward her again.] Sure you don't want one?

[She looks up and finally takes one, nibbling on the edge.] Thanks. [And then she sighs and rubs her head with one hand.] I suppose so. I mean, I'm trying to research what I can, but I guess... with Riddle here, I've been distracted.

Doing a lot better than I am, but I've never been much for research. Don't know how you do it, really.

[This is starting to sound really tense and she does not like it at all.]

You know I like that sort of thing. It's like you like flying around on brooms. I don't know how you can be so high up all the time and not be afraid of falling. [She shudders slightly.]

[Well given the lengthy and ...surprisingly decent, in places, conversation he had with Draco, yeah. >>;]

It's not like you aren't in control. [Almost offers to help her out sometime, but stops. That's pushing it.]

I never felt in control. I just felt like I was going to slip off at any moment and you'd surely die without help if you fell from that far up.

...Well since you're making me study, maybe I ought to make you take some flying lessons? If we have to get away from somewhere quick sometime, I dunno how many thestrals we'll find around here. [There. We found a way to offer to help that didn't make it look like we were ...offering to help. What the hell, Ron.]

[She doesn't look very happy, but he... does have a point.] I suppose so. I don't think we can find any real racing brooms here, but I might be able to charm something to work... [She chews her bottom lip, looking slightly worried at this thought.]

[Notes her chewing, and pointedly looks the other way.] You'll do fine. You just have to realize that you're in control. And it's not like you have to get real high off the ground.

[Doesn't mean she has to like it. She sighs slightly and then nods.] All right. When do you want to do that? I'd prefer sometime after Thursday so I don't have to worry about the egg while we're gone. [she indicates the small basket next to her.]

[Eyebrow.] Egg?

[Have a look at the basket there, Ron.] School project. We have to be parents for a week.

[Gawks a bit at her before he gets a look at the egg.] Parents? What kind of a ruddy project is that?

A good one is what it is. [She glances at the egg and then tucks the thermal blanket tighter around it.]

[Stares. There is something so horribly wrong about this.] And exactly who are you parenting this thing with? [We did, for the record, make an effort to not sound too demanding on this front.]

Haruki Suzumiya [And it's quite obvious that she's none too thrilled about this, either.]

[Scrunches his face.] What the bloody hell is a Haruki Suzumiya? [Make note that he probably mispronounced his name. Possibly intentionally.]

[she pronounces it slowly and correctly for him.] If you went to school, you'd know.

[She can be right infuriating, can't she?]

[Seethes quietly and says it again, closer to properly this time.] Yeah, that's real convincing.

[We love her for it, though. >>;]

[This time she gives him an approving nod.] He's one of the more dedicated students, even if he is a prat sometimes.

[Oh good. |D;]

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