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— remember to breathe every once and a while, do not drown within your own storm. [AURORA, SEVENTEEN, HUFFLEPUFF, CHASER]

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Yes, I’ve got a cut on my face.

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“…see, Ro, you thought you were sneaky, but now I’m onto you, yeah? Now I know you’re trying to replace me with Zan and his kitty entourage.” Bear laughed, burying his face in her hair, enjoying the closeness as well. Aurora had always been a comforting presence in his life and being close to her had always soothed him. “Careful, or you’re gonna break my heart.”

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“Nah, I couldn’t ever replace you.” Rorie let her fingers wander up to the nape of his neck, careful not to jostle Zanzibar. “And I’d never break your heart.”

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Yes, I’ve got a cut on my face.

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“Ferocious enough to be king of the castle by the time he’s taller than my ankle.” Bear chuckled, leaning his forehead against hers. “And he’ll have his Auntie Ro to help teach him to be tough, yeah?”

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“Everyone does seem to treat him like a tiny Prince, I don’t think it’ll be too hard.” Rorie relished the closeness of the slight touch of their heads more than she’d ever admit. “And how to lure all the other cats into his hammock.” She grinned cheekily.

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Yes, I’ve got a cut on my face.

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Bear returned the smile. “You can always come find me if I’m not in here and you need a nap, you know.” He leaned into her touch as her fingers ran through his hair, letting his eyes fall closed. “Learned from the best, yeah? I’ll make him into a ferocious beast yet.”

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Rorie smiled, her eyes drifting shut for a few moments, “I’ll keep that in mind.” She murmured. A small laugh burst from her, “Not too ferocious mind you, but we’ll make sure he can hold his own.”

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Yes, I’ve got a cut on my face.

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“Whatever you say, yeah? Just remember that if you ever need a quiet place to nap, the hammock’s always open for you.” Bear grinned, placing the kitten between them so that he could curl up. “He’s a regular acrobat. Fearless, this one.”

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Rorie nodded, still smiling. He already knew the hammock was only an interest to her if he was in it. “Just like his Da’ on a broom.” She watched the kitten settle in and shifted slightly, allowing her to brush her fingers into Bear’s hair.

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Yes, I’ve got a cut on my face.

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“That… somehow doesn’t make me feel better,” he said, shaking his head but still smiling at her. “Pepper ups are good in a pinch, yeah? But not all the time.” At the mention of his kitten, Bear turned his head toward the bed. “Probably napping. Oi, Zan! C’mere!” The little kitten raised his head and stood, stretching, before leaping from the bed to the hammock, where Bear caught him easily. “Ta-da!”

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“It’s just until I sort myself out, y’know?” Rorie murmured, avoiding Bear’s eyes. She laughed delightedly as the tiny kitten threw himself fearlessly into Bear’s hands, one hand came forward to rub behind the tiny cat’s ear, “That is quite the party trick, little man!”

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=͟͟͞͞➳ ❝ i’m honoured. glad to see i can still make hearts stop. ❞

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“Luckily enough for you, I don’t think that’s going to stop any time soon.”

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Yes, I’ve got a cut on my face.

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“Being exhausted all the time isn’t gonna help, yeah? Can’t do well in class if you’re snoozing in the back row.” Bear frowned a bit as she chewed on her lip, running a hand through her hair soothingly. “I’ll catch you no matter what you fall out of as long as I’m there, Ro. No worries about that one. But I’d still rather you didn’t fall out of anything.”

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“I manage, I’ve been getting better at pepper ups lately. They last me until after dinner usually.” Rorie leant into his hand. “I’ll keep that in mind! Where’s Zanzibar?” She tilted her head as she grinned, only just able to see over the edge of the hammock.

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Students belonging to this house are known to be hard-working, friendly, loyal, honest and rather impartial. It may be that due to their values, Hufflepuffs are not as competitive as the other houses, or are more modest about their accomplishments. – HPwiki

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Yes, I’ve got a cut on my face.

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Bear smoothed her hair back. “You’ve gotta make sure you’re getting rest, Ro, yeah? Or else you’re gonna be falling asleep on your broom or during class or something. I can catch you if you fall off your broom but not if you fall out of your desk.” He chuckled. “That’s because I did average on all my exams last year. Not all of us can be awesome at school, you know.”

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Rorie gnawed her lip distractedly, “I didn’t do that well in my OWLs.” She knew that was one thing that her dad would be really pleased about, if she somehow managed to become a top student. Safe to say it wasn’t going well. “And I know you’ll catch me if I fall out of a hammock.”

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Yes, I’ve got a cut on my face.

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Bear smiled, throwing an arm over Aurora and leaning his forehead against hers. “Good. Why are you so tired, anyway? Haven’t been sleeping well? Is everything okay?” He was actually worried about her. The two of them had spent so much time around each other that they were fairly tuned into each other, and he wanted to know what was bothering her.

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Rorie shifted so her head was supported by the arm around her before their foreheads touched, she looked up from beneath her lashes at him. “I just can’t get to sleep y’know? And when I’m not in lessons or with the team I’m doing revision and homework. You git, you didn’t tell me NEWTs would be this bad.”

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Yes, I’ve got a cut on my face.

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“It means they stare at me because I’m a goof or because I’ve got a huge gash on my face,” he explained easily, carrying her up the stairs toward his dormitory. “They stare at you because you’re pretty.” Bear grinned, laughing at her reaction to his picking her up. He opened the door and closed it behind him, depositing her in the hammock that he’d strung up in his dormitory and climbing in beside her. “Better?”

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Rorie stared incredulously at him. She was always shoving, swearing, drinking. Making stupid jokes, playing Quidditch. Pretty? She coloured slightly, swallowing as he carried her from the room to bemused looks from everyone in there. “Better.” She sighed. That in-fact being in response to him getting in the hammock beside her, she still didn’t trust the thing when he wasn’t in it.

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“Trust me, Ro–people stare at you for an entirely different reason than they stare at me, yeah?” Bear chuckled, shaking his head. “Sounds like you need some hammock time, maybe. Shall we?” He bent down and picked her up, bridal-style, still laughing softly.

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Rorie’s eyebrows shot up at that “What does that even mean?” She cocked her head to one side in question. She burst out laughing as his arms slipped under her, “Bear!” she groaned despite the grin on her mouth. Small, quidditch calloused hands moved to grip at his shoulders.

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Yes, I’ve got a cut on my face.

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“Yeah, well, you’re still brilliant. Problem or not.” He chuckled, squeezing her tight one more time before setting her back down on her feet. “Well, now, since I’m all healed up and you rescued me from days and days of being stared at like a weirdo, what can I do for you?”

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“See, you actually get used to the staring eventually.” She murmured wryly, a joke at her own expense the only thing she could come up with. Rorie blinked slowly, she was so tired. “I- I don’t know, I can’t remember why I even came back to the common room.”

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Yes, I’ve got a cut on my face.

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He followed her hand, letting her pull his head down to get closer to her. Bear closed his eyes as she pointed her wand at his face, sighing as the pain in his face disappeared. He opened his eyes again and grinned. “Thanks, Ro,” he murmured, wrapping his arms around her in a big bear hug, glad that the cut on his face was all healed. “You’re the best, yeah?”

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Before she could ease down off of her toes Bear was wrapping her up into a tight hug. Her arms looped around his neck and dangled her wand down his back, she smiled easily. “S’no problem at all, you know that.” It had been barely a year into being on the team that she had realised the usefulness of knowing a few minor healing spells, going to the Hospital was more arduous than just being able to fix things herself.

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Yes, I’ve got a cut on my face.

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Bear smiled a bit. “Just grumpy from getting weird looks all day, yeah?” He ruffle her hair. “I’d… I’d really appreciate that, Ro. Honest. Thanks.”

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Rorie sighed at the feeling of his fingers in her hair. She stepped back and took her wand from where it was tucked into the waistband of her skirt, carefully she stepped up onto her tiptoes and gently tilted his head down toward her with her spare hand. Green-blue eyes skated over the cut and she performed a tricky sort of twirl with her wand, murmuring “Aliquam dolor.” Any pain he might have been feeling would hopefully have melted away. With one light stroke of her thumb, she smiled. “Episkey.”