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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[in_theworks]

My bad, my bad.

But wait. How do you lose a giant three-headed dog? Like did it escape?

Also, yay, nailed it!

[reparo]

I don't think they lost it, I think it simply got moved by his owner to somewhere safer. For the dog, I mean.

A school full of teenagers is not a safe place for that kind of a creature.

[in_theworks]

Oh, okay.

That makes more sense.

I had this mental image of, like

the dog from Beethoven, but GIANT, bounding through the school. Slobber EVERYWHERE.

[reparo]

To be honest, Hagrid did have a slobbering big dog like that, only his name's Fang.

[in_theworks]

Nice.

[sort of. he has a complicated relationship with otherwise adorable animals. like real complicated]

[but anyway]

Though, uh.

What's a Hagrid?

[he recognizes that that's probably a who, not a what, but he has to be cute about it]

[reparo]

Oh - sorry. Not a what. It's the groundskeeper at the school.

Lovely man. Really understood the fact that magical creatures should be protected and cared for equally, instead of used.

[in_theworks]

Tell me about him?

Or tell me about your best friend?

Or both!

[if she plays her cards right, she might be able to convince him to talk about the important people in his life]

[reparo]

I'll start with Hagrid.

[because she misses Harry and Ron too much to talk about them in specific terms, and there's that whole moment with Ron she hasn't thought or talked about.]

He's half-giant, so that means that he stands well above the rest of us. When I was twelve years old though, he looked larger than life. And he is a kind man, genuinely. He keeps the grounds tidy but he has such a love of animals that he ended up feeding threats instead of chasing them away. So our forest had big spiders.

[in_theworks]

Like Tolkien level spiders?

Never mind the fact that Shelob was a demon or something, not an actual spider.

[reparo]

Well, acromantulas are magical creatures so technically they would be giant spiders. That can talk.

[in_theworks]

Wait, your Giant Spiders TALK?

[reparo]

And humans were its most favoured prey, yes.

[in_theworks]

[ ... ]

BRB going to go invent the world's biggest newspaper.

[reparo]

What kind of news are you going to feature on it?

[in_theworks]

How NOT to get eaten by a giant, talking spider?

[he was going to use said newspaper to kill the giant, talking spider, but that answer feels like the wrong one. (>_>)]

[reparo]

Big tips for a big cause.

[badum tsch]

[in_theworks]

Okay, that is ABSOLUTELY gonna be my tagline.

[reparo]

Free of charge :)

[in_theworks]

kthx.

So, have you had many people ask you for stories?