Thank you. [She'll be searching Harry's pockets for them. He really doesn't have any privacy with her around.] I admit I'm curious about that certain subject.
[If it's important, she'll run into said subject again.]
Ship-wide phenomenon, specifically, its penchant for occasionally influencing the emotions of passengers. It also meddles with magical and preternatural ability, but that is another subject.
Which means having a wand is no guarantee of safety. [Luckily for her, she has had enough experience in the Muggle world to get by if her Magic is messed with.] As for influencing emotions...
I'm not aware of Magic that solely manipulates emotions beyond lesser Charms and Hexes. I suppose I have no foundation for understanding it until I experience it.
The Imperius Curse, when wielded properly, is capable. As well as many potions. But this is none of those things; indeed, you won't understand until you experience it. Unfortunately experiencing it is inevitable.
[ Occasionally he thinks of Bartemius, in Azkaban. And Bella, and Antonin, and the people who were far kinder to him than anyone on the 'good' side of things has ever been. ]
Come talk to me about grudges the next time Sirius Black breaks half the bones in my face. I've done nothing in the past months but help people, but it's not changed anything. It never will. I know that.
[ 'Bullying'. He rolls his eyes. Black isn't a bully. He's more of a monster than the bloody werewolf. Severus thinks of-- when he first got here, dazed, trying to make his way unsteadily from the lockers to the lifts. Freezing because out of the corner of his eye he thought he saw Regulus's ghost and then getting his teeth knocked out and spending the next half hour coughing up blood. Of getting his nose broken during the engineering crisis. Of getting his face slammed into a locker. Of Black's friend coming to try and actually kill him over a lie Sirius told.
Yeah. Gryffindor house can go fuck itself t b q h.
But that's none of her damn business.
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Good luck with your optimism. And settling in. I work in xenogen if you need anything.
[And this is why she tries so damn hard to get his attention in class. Because he's difficult and he presents a challenge. But she quickly learns that his verbal bites hurt. Yet that pain is part of what toughens her for the war.]
I won't stand for the bullying, I assure you. Good night, Professor.
[She'll leave it at that. Ron was right when he called her scary.]
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[Shiny new wartime pawns fits her. Only she's less shiny and more exhausted, heart-sore and ready to be done with the fighting.]
I know you're a Death Eater. But you've done a lot of good too. I can't say that makes me trust you, yet...
You had many chances to harm students. [One student in particular.] You never did.
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2.) Obviously I'm not.
3.) Potter's fine. He also says you're 'fine', by the way, and that he'll ring you shortly, Miss Penelope Clearwater, 7th year.
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2.) Good.
3.) Well, then. I'm Hermione Granger. I am a Seventh Year. In Gryffindor. Harry is my best friend.
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I assume I've been here before? Do you happen to know where I left my notes?
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[ He's been here before, too; after his death, if the shoddy records on the network are to be believed.
He declines to mention it. ]
With the boy, presumably. I only have copies pertaining to a certain subject.
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He really doesn't have any privacy with her around.] I admit I'm curious about that certain subject.[If it's important, she'll run into said subject again.]
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Is it something akin to Legilimency?
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So be it. I'll wait.
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You do that.
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[He can do the math.]
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[ Occasionally he thinks of Bartemius, in Azkaban. And Bella, and Antonin, and the people who were far kinder to him than anyone on the 'good' side of things has ever been. ]
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Sorry for bothering you.
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It's what I'm here for, apparently.
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[She recalls those beaver teeth and him saying he didn't see a difference. Ouch.]
I think it's a shame you feel that way. How far will we get if we stay in opposition of one another based on grudges held in our world?
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[ He must be younger if he's arguing like this. ]
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[She is having a strange moment where she is mixing Sirius up with Draco. The desire to bully is there, but it's...
She has a feeling Sirius can be crueler. Brave bullies are the worst. At least Draco is a coward.]
I think the House conflicts are silly, personally. Quidditich only exacerbates them, so it's good that game can't be played onboard the ship.
[Except she feels a twinge of guilt. Harry would enjoy flying.
She hates it.]
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Yeah. Gryffindor house can go fuck itself t b q h.
But that's none of her damn business.
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Good luck with your optimism. And settling in. I work in xenogen if you need anything.
[ Is that a dismissal? It's a dismissal. ]
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I won't stand for the bullying, I assure you. Good night, Professor.
[She'll leave it at that. Ron was right when he called her scary.]