Hermione passes through the Mansion, and after collecting a cup of tea from the kitchen, she goes outside to enjoy the last bits of fall sunshine. She's folded her wings to as small as they'll get.
As she nurses her tea, she thinks things over. She would appreciate a friendly face to talk to, especially if it's an old friend's.
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"Hey Hermione. Doing alright?" He plops down beside her.
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"To tell you the truth... I don't know."
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"It is. It also has to do with this stubborn, bushy-haired witch you know."
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"... Oh, you know. The usual?"
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Is that good or bad?
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But something in her tone gives away that she -hopes- it'll turn out good.
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"Hello... are you all right?"
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"Oh... I think I'll be all right, but it's good to see you. And Náriel, too!"
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He smiles at Nár, who is doubtlessly staring at Mione avidly.
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"Errmm... yes. I... moved out. Ron and I locked up the house, we're... attempting a trial separation. To... figure some things out. I was just talking to George about that." She indicates George who's since walked off.
"Which reminds me..." And she hesitates... "I... have something I'd like to ask you, if you don't mind?" She smiles at Náriel, not at all affected by the staring Elfling... she's quite used to baby-stares by now.
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