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After dinner, while Bella is squirreled away in her and Tony's room reading her History textbook as though it's a fantasy novel (for the two bear significant resemblance)...
Artemis Burberry is in her room, on Patricia Hall, lamenting to her great horned owl about the lack of relatively private fireplaces for Floo calls here, and wondering where her roommate is.
(Who names their daughter "Sherlock", anyway?)
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He does notice, yes. He wonders if she knows.
It's a long night.
It's a long night.
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Bella is up at seven the next morning. "If you want a nap," she says as she changes into her robes, "I don't need to be back in the room till ten, but then you'd miss breakfast."
Feral! Feral is there.
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Bella goes and sits with him. Sherlock can come too. Hash browns, om nom nom. "Morning!"
"Morning," Feral says amicably to Bella.
And to Sherlock, also amicably, "You look like hell."
And to Sherlock, also amicably, "You look like hell."
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"Yeah, Sherlock, are you going to be okay in classes, you've been up all night even if you got sleep before that," muses Bella.
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"You're behind in Charms at least, unless you spent last night catching up. I sleep pretty soundly, by the way, if you wind up spending a lot of time in our room while I'm asleep you can cast spells just fine after I've dropped off."
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"Thank you," he murmurs.
"Did you know you talk in your sleep?"
"Did you know you talk in your sleep?"
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"Those aren't even related to what I was dreaming about. That's weird."
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Bella finishes her hash browns. "Magical defense," she announces, and off she and Feral go.
Magical defense is all about the theory again. Feral does some eye-rolling as the lesson progresses.
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Bella hangs back to ask for a syllabus. She is told that there is not a syllabus. She asks if they're going to be doing any practicing. She is told that they will do practicing when they are ready.
She sighs, and goes to catch up with Feral. "We get to practice when we're ready," she reports.
She sighs, and goes to catch up with Feral. "We get to practice when we're ready," she reports.
He snorts. "Maybe I scared her off the practical stuff," he jokes.
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"Well, if we start learning hexes practiced on each other, or anything you'd have to sit out," Bella says, "but the Transfig' teacher doesn't stop handing everyone else mice just because you won't work with them, right?"
Feral smiles crookedly. "Nah, I mean 'cause I knew what those curses were."