un: man's greatest treasure [text]

[reparo]

[While on the boat ride from hell, there's a point in the first night where Hermione decides what the hell, for morale.]

I have mint leaves for anyone who is sea-sick, so please reach out if you would like some. I can float them to your boat. Chewing on peppermint would've been better, but desperate times call for desperate measures.

[There is a pause on her end here, before she writes out the rest:]

For whoever is holding the candles lit, if you are having trouble staying awake or keeping calm, maybe we can exchange stories. Surely if we whisper into our pendants...

Oh, one more thing! Does anyone know how to change the display name on these bloody things?

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[reparo]

Oh - I don't have any otters stories, but I could tell you how I learned that spell?

[valeas]

I would love that, Hermione.

it took me 20min to write this tag jsyk

[reparo]

So did you have the displeasure of running into Dementors when the Huntress haunted Taravast? Dreadful creatures, native to my world I think. They suck your happy memories, your soul, they fill you with anxiety and dread.

There is a spell to counter them and chase them off, it's called Expecto Patronum, and it conjures the patronus, though it isn't the only use of a Patronus. Most people can only manage a wisp, a non-corporeal form, in the early stages of learning the spell. The shape of your Patronus is supposed to be unique to you, and specific to your personality. But other than chasing away Dementors, I can also use it to send brief messages, of example, across far distances.

Regardless, it is a complex spell, all in all. My friend, he learned it as a precaution against the Dementors that swarmed our school, when we were in our third year of studying. It's way more advanced than that. We were meant to learn it in year five, but an absolute monster of a professor came to work for the school and took over in the name of the ministry and bureaucracy. She forbade the practice of defensive magic. She spewed a lot of bigotry too, and was just wretched.

Regardless. Again.

She had an iron fist around the school, but students knew that they'd need those spells to survive in the real world, for a very dark wizard was on the rise. So we formed a secret society, swearing anyone who joined to silence.

My friend, he found us a place where we could practice, and I talked him into teaching us because honestly, he's brilliant at it. Corporeal Patronuses don't happen easily, I was very surprised when mine was successful, because you have to grab onto your happiest memories or thoughts.

i know this, and i love you.

[valeas]

I am not surprised in the least, in turn.
You're a talented witch, and I would hope you've cherished memories that allow you to channel such a spell.
Did it feel difficult?

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[reparo]

Oh - thank you, Emilia. I've a talent for reading up and raising my hand in class, but I've met a lot of spellcasters that are much better than me.

That said, yes. Even at the time, it did - I was all stress and outrage. It feels a lot harder to produce one here, but I suppose I stubbornly cling to those memories.

[valeas]

Rage can be powerful fuel, I've found.
And so can memory. May it never leave you.

( she'd give nearly anything to have all of her own memories back. )

Why an otter, do you think?

[reparo]

[oof, memories leaving someone - she knows something about that.]

It must be my playful personality.

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[valeas]

( she laughs, though she tries to do so very quietly. )

You know, I can see it.
Plus, they've sharp claws.

( no matter how cute they look. )

[reparo]

Oh, thank you. I try.