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Room 308, Monday evening
Jul. 23rd, 2007 06:40 pmThis would be Hermione sitting at her desk in front of a book again. This time, though, it's because she's trying to figure out what she can feed a snake that isn't a live animal and will still be nutritious. She shouldn't have to feed him for a week, but she's not good with the idea of having to get mice just to feed something else.
Every once in a while she looks up at Wadsworth, even though he's paying absolutely no attention to her. "Don't look at me like that," she says. He isn't looking at her like anything. He's all happy in his little hiding place. "Why can't you just like vegetables, or things that have died of natural causes?"
...Maybe he'll eat something that died of natural causes. And that would be Hermione's nose back in the book.
[Open, why not?]
Every once in a while she looks up at Wadsworth, even though he's paying absolutely no attention to her. "Don't look at me like that," she says. He isn't looking at her like anything. He's all happy in his little hiding place. "Why can't you just like vegetables, or things that have died of natural causes?"
...Maybe he'll eat something that died of natural causes. And that would be Hermione's nose back in the book.
[Open, why not?]
