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[dracolicious]

I appreciate you coming on such short notice, Granger. I wasn't expecting to get Potter out of the house today, but I'm not one to look a gift horse in the mouth.

Shall we?

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[prefection]

Are you going to tell me now why you insisted on seeing me alone?

[dracolicious]

All in good time, genius.

Now, tell me . . . offhand, what do you know of the Demiguise?

[prefection]

Loads, of course. Some say the hair of the Demiguise was used in the creation of the first invisibility cloak. What exactly do you need to know?

[dracolicious]

Well, anything you feel up to sharing would be welcome. Seven years of one-upping me in lessons have proved your edge with research.

[prefection]

It would help if I knew exactly what you were trying to accomplish with this burst of knowledge.

[dracolicious]

. . . Things.

[prefection]

Right. Well it was lovely to see you again. I'll just be off.

[dracolicious]

Settle down, Granger. I just to happen to have acquired a quantity of undiluted Demiguise blood and hair samples, courtesy of my source in Beijing. I've been . . . experimenting.

[prefection]

Experimenting? Do tell.

[dracolicious]

You've got to promise not to say anything to Potter.

[prefection]

That's asking a lot. He's my best friend. Is this experiment for Harry?

[dracolicious]

For his benefit, primarily, if it works. I hate to give him false hope.

Of course, I imagine that if brewing an invisibility potion were possible, someone would have discovered it by now, but I can't just loaf about when I have the means to run trials.

[prefection]

I'll have to double check, but I don't recall reading much of anything at all about attempts in the past. Perhaps Professor Snape would know. I assume you've run this by him?

Why don't you want Harry to know?

[dracolicious]

You're the one with library access. Don't disappoint me, Miss Granger.

Because Potter and potions don't mix and you know it. I doubt my backstabbing godfather would be able to assist without taking over and claiming credit, anyhow.

[prefection]

You're still avoiding your godfather?

[dracolicious]

Why wouldn't I be?