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[mudblood_andproud]

There are many cases of moments when a person has not realized that they have just entered the Nexus. This seems to be the situation, when one of the doors into the Forum swings open, letting one Hermione Granger enter. The young witch is balancing a large piles of books as she walks, thus remains blissfully unaware that she has entered the Forum.

Hermione walks carefully, counting her steps just under her breath. In the library where she had originally been, there was a table exactly 15 steps away from the research section, which she is now looking for to set down her books.

Unfortunately, in the Forum, there is no table exactly 15 steps away. So when Hermione gets to her destination, and goes to set down the books, she trips over the fact that there is nothing there. The books go flying out of her arms...but in a split second, Hermione pulls out her wand and calls out "Leviosa!" The books start to float in the air, none of them hitting the ground.

With one eye on the floating books, Hermione glances around her new surroundings. She needs to find a safe place to lower her spell and figure out what do to next. Won't someone help her?

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[maydayqueen]

Yes, someone will help her! The flower child will come down out of the tree she'd been climbing to examine the floaty-things spell. Loud and obvious magic is usually entertaining, in her experience, and this so far is no exception.

Yes, she's going to poke one of the books, just to see what happens. She's ready to catch it if it falls. If the rest fall... Hermione can cast the spell again, right?

"Neat. How'd you do that?"

[mudblood_andproud]

As long as Hermione has her wand raised, none of the books will fall. She is making little motions with the wand to get the books to float in mid-air.

The one that gets poked, opens up and sort of 'flutters' higher.

"With magic." She gives a very straight-forward answer.

There is a couch nearby, that Hermione can start directing the books towards. Letting each one gently fall onto the soft cushions at a time.

[maydayqueen]

Frea's enjoying the show so much, she's not even bothered by the useless answer. It's much more interesting to poke another book and watch it flutter. "They look like butterflies."

But are, perhaps, more easily herded. When she sees the books headed for a couch she'll try poking them in that direction.

[mudblood_andproud]

"Fortunately, none of these have any bad manners," Hermione smiles slightly. The books are easily herded towards the couch.

[maydayqueen]

"Do butterflies have bad manners where you're from?" That draws Frea up short. "I'm so sorry to hear that."

When the books are on their way she has to ask: "What do they do?"

[mudblood_andproud]

"Oh no... not butterflies. Books with bad manners." Hermione clarified.

"I have a few magical books in my pile, and sometimes they can get into mischief."

[maydayqueen]

"Oh." Somehow, that's more believable.

"Too much magic in one place has strange side-effects," she agrees with a nod. "You're lucky these only want to listen to gravity."

[mudblood_andproud]

"I have a lot of experience with places packed with magic. There are people who know how to handle it. And unfortunately, those who don't."

[maydayqueen]

"Yeah? Good to hear. You should be just fine around here."

With the books herded, Frea takes a moment to give Hermione more of a looking-over. It doesn't last long and is mostly polite, perhaps a little overly curious, but can Hermione really find fault with that?

"You're some kind of mage?"

[damn_yourself_early]

There's a boy in green, grey, and black, wearing a golden crown, who can't be more than twelve watching. His expression lighting up when the books float. "That seems a useful spell! How did you learn it?"

[mudblood_andproud]

"It was one of the first spells that students are taught in Hogwarts." Hermione flashes a quick smile. She is making small motions with her hand, until she can maneuver the books over to a safe spot to lower them.

[damn_yourself_early]

"You go to Hogwarts?" The boy's expression lights up, and he jumps down from the balustrade on which he had been perched. A magpie that may be no more than imaginary flutters down to perch on his upraised arm. "That's so cool! I'm on sort of a work-study, myself--long story."

[mudblood_andproud]

"I have since finished my schooling there. But yes, I spent many good years at Hogwarts." Hermione has to smile at his enthusiasm.

"Are you studying with a school similar to Hogwarts?"

[damn_yourself_early]

The boy grins, gaze sliding to one side in mock-innocence. "Mmmmmore the 'school of life' variety. Or possibly of hard knocks, but I hear they have those at Hogwarts, too." He sighs, digressing from his digression back to the topic at hand. "No, I'm learning what I can, where I can. It's a disorganized curriculum, but lively."

[mudblood_andproud]

"I have always believed it was important to learn what you can, where you can." Hermione finished with her task of putting the books safely down.

Then she put her wand away, to extend her hand in greeting. "I'm Hermione Granger."

[damn_yourself_early]

"It's a good attitude to have," the boy agrees. The offered hand is shaken, the introduction answered, "Loki Laufeyson. Delighted to meet you, Ms. Granger. So, what's your post-grad work look like?"

[mudblood_andproud]

Hermione takes careful note of his name. Then smiles, a little sadly, at his question. "I have found a very nice college to continue my education, but those are mostly typical classes. At the moment, there is few places that offer increased magical studies."

[iamkrogan]

Grunt hasn't had much occasion to see actual books before, not just files loaded onto a datapad. So he's somewhat intrigued, especially when the things start hovering around. He approaches, his clawed metal boots thunking heavily with each step. Not exactly subtle, but then, that's krogan for you.

"They usually do that?" he rumbles as he towers over her.

[mudblood_andproud]

Hermione glances up at the strange-looking creature, and flashes a quick smile. "Not usually. I had to cast a spell."

[iamkrogan]

"Spell, eh?" he mutters, and although he doesn't have eyebrows to raise, his upper lip pulls back a bit to show his teeth. "Never seen Dresden do anything like that. Not that I'd want him to. His lab's messier than a junkyard without having his crap flying around."

[mudblood_andproud]

"Is it a potion lab?" The topic strikes Hermione's attention.

[iamkrogan]

"Sounds familiar. Dunno what use he finds for that junk but humans are weird," he says, and chuckles a little, a deep 'heh-heh' sound.

[mudblood_andproud]

"Well, not all spells are the same, when you cross dimensions. Neither are potions."

[iamkrogan]

"Guns aren't either," he says, showing his teeth again. Might be a bit hard to tell, but he's smiling, as much as krogan can anyway. "Or ships."

[mudblood_andproud]

"There seems to be many differences. Some include species."