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WHO: Hermione Granger & her magical pack of pixies (aka you)
WHEN: During Silent Night
WHERE: the Inn & surroundings
WHAT: can i interest you in some slice of life in these trying times? catch-all and open to all who want some cute form of interaction (warning: i may bite you in the feels) with Hermione before the new arc starts; bring on the magical weeds too
WARNINGS: will add if necessary


[ooc: please feel free to to either PM me or reach me on plurk/discord if you want a separate starter, or throw your own in here. get in losers, we're doing shenanigans.]

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That feels like a trap. Call him what she wants? What if she commits a faux pas? What if she's rude? What if she's too familiar? What if she calls him Wanning and it's the equivalent of someone completely new to her calling her Hermy, or something equally atrocious?

"Chu Wanning, then," she decides, because that's the safest. "So, is this what you've chosen for cover here? The laundry? I suppose it's helpful - if you're ever caught outside wandering, you can always claim it's because you were airing out the laundry."

[wooden_one]

He would have died from embarrassment if she called him Wanning. Though he wasn't sure what he would have done if she had tried.

Which is why his shoulder relaxes a little when he realizes that she will just call him by his full name. It was still a little strange to be called that by someone younger than him and a stranger no less but it wasn't the worse that she could have called him.

It was better than the man who'd called him 'love', certainly.

"I was helping out with strengthening the wards." He says as he resumes folding the laundry. "Someone was carrying these and she seemed like she had a lot more left to do." So he volunteered, more or less. "I had free time anyway."

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"Oh, I see." There's a little smile here. "That's very nice of you to offer to take the load off her shoulders, in that case."

She weighs whether to tell him why she's here, sitting by a closed off well and pretending to be mending torn bedsheets. Maybe it could earn her some sort of an ally? Perhaps two pairs of eyes seek better than one!

"I was actually snooping, if I'm honest," she admits. "It's odd that the wells are shuttered off, don't you think?"

[wooden_one]

"Who's nice? I already said I just happened to be free."

He says it as if being called 'nice' was the worst thing in the world. Honestly, he never fails to be surprised when people see through his intentions here. It wasn't something that happened so often where he's from.

"It is odd." After all, covering the well so tightly made it hard to actually use it for what it's for. "Have you discovered anything?"