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He smiled and shook his head again. “Goodness, you are crazy,” he chuckled, watching Harley and laughing. “I have never been cute, and cannot possibly be cute now.” He looked at Harland, thinking of him now and the photo, "you went from cute to attractive," he smiled, chuckling. “And thank you! I really want to meet him.” His father didn’t have an owl at home, because he personally didn’t like the birds much, so used the post office to send letters and Hogwarts owls to reply to Harrison. It was a bit annoying, because he liked owls, but Harley seemed keen to show off his.
Harrison chuckled, sitting up slowly and feeding the ducks the last of the bread. He laughed, nodding. “Of course you’re awesome.” Sure, Harley was a little arrogant, but so? He was himself, it was his personality and at least he didn’t hide it. And it was the truth. “Maybe not, but I don’t think the Gryffindors would appreciate a Dementor in their dorms much, either. And people would talk, that’s all they ever do,” he shrugged a little and smiled. “Are you okay, though?” He asked concernedly, “after being so close to them?” It was okay if Harley didn’t really want to say what had happened, but he would have wanted to have known a friend cared if it had been him. Dementors were no laughing matter.
He nodded, smiling a bit. “Just... Keep hold of yourself, please?” He asked, “you’ve given me hope. And I guess I am small... I’m not sure how tall. We can measure me, if you want to.”
“Mm, yeah,” he laughed, “maybe I’ll stay away,” he chuckled, “but maybe not.”
"In a good way or a bad way?" He asked, grinning as he turned his head on the grass to look at him. It was a good thing to be crazy, right? Less mainstream, and it meant not conforming, so surely Harrison would like that? In which case, he would continue to be crazy. Not that he wouldn't anyway.
"I bet if you show me a photo of you as a kid, you'll be cute as a button." He chuckled, tapping Harrison's nose, before smiling.
"Uh, thanks. It's good to know I'm not the only one who thinks I'm attractive, then!" He laughed.
"No problem, it'll be his pleasure. Just so long as you bring treats, he'll be happy. He likes his food, just like me!" And being fed treats by humans always made him make this strange chirping noise which Harland loved a lot.
"Obviously! I don't see the point in skirting past that, it's the truth, and more people should see that!" Harland protested, punching his fist into the air. Maybe people were just blind these days, but that was okay, he could forgive them. It was when people said he wasn't awesome that he couldn't forgive them.
"Mhm. It's not as if they're just in the common room. Ran into a few in the Courtyard." He said slowly, looking away from Harrison and up at the sky again.
"I suppose so, yeah... And..." He wasn't sure. Was he alright? There was no point in lying and saying he was, because he wasn't exactly, it hadn't been a pleasant experience.
"One of them grabbed my face and tried to..." That would probably answer the question, he thought. Who would be okay after that? It hadn't been that long ago, either. He was just trying to push it from his mind, though.
"Keep hold of myself?" Harland asked, tilting his head to the side. Why wouldn't he? And what did he mean by that? He smiled as Harrison continued. He gave him hope? He was glad, then.
"Nah, it's okay. We'll see once we get up." "You think you could stay away?" He asked, smirking.
"I have this aura about me that no one can resist! Well, that I'm sure you can't resist..."