Date: 12 February 2005
Character(s): Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, and a new friend
Location: Bookworm
Status: Private
Summary: About to expire from doing an honest day's work, Harry goes to find Hermione for dinner
Completion: Complete
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It's been a hard day's night... and something about a dog )
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"Oi!" she called back. "The wards would petrify you, your eyes would burn until you became temporarily blind, and your skin would feel as if it was melting if you intended me any harm, so bugger off and kidnap someone else, you diabolical planner, you."
She stood up and headed towards the kitchen. "The skin part was mostly because I think anyone who is stupid enough to attempt to do anyone in my shop harm deserves a little suffering," she said proudly. "And, goodness, you look like shite."
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He draped himself dramatically in one of her comfortable chairs. "Thank you, I feel like shite, but in the good way. Your friend Davies works a bloke hard." He stretched his arms above his head, his spine cracking twice. "Blimey, I'm knackered. But again, in a good way. You eaten yet?"
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She arched a brow when he flopped into one of the two old chairs she'd found for the shop. "Oh, does he?" she asked, curious how Roger was to work for. "Did you learn anything? And, no, I've not eaten yet. Been working, silly."
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"Absolute slave driver. I have no idea what you see in the man," Harry teased, flashing an easy grin at her. "Actually, he's a really decent guy. Really patient, let me take my time today. I screwed up many times over and he was completely understanding."
He shook his head. "I haven't eaten either. What shall we do about this unfortunate state of affairs?"
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Before he could say anything, she Apparated them to the warehouse. Once they arrived, she let him go and lit the candles. "Not a lot," she said. "I have bins for the food and blankets around for them to use for warmth. We're working on building a permanent shelter south of the river. Greg Goyle, do you remember him, is actually a magical creature mediwizard, and he's going to be running the shelter and an animal hospital ( ... )
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Before he could demand anything further, a ball of dark fur and huge brown eyes had bounced off his shins. The puppy sat before him, tail wagging madly, tongue lolling out of his mouth. The warmth and happiness in the puppy's gaze made Harry feel like he was the centre of the entire universe, and without thinking he crouched down and held his hand out.
"Hey there," he said, corners of his mouth lifting and everything else forgotten. "What's your name?" The puppy yipped and tumbled forward, licking Harry's hand enthusiastically.
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