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"It could. And I am very pleased that it isn't," Dean agreed with the sort of emphatic tone and gestures that probably gave away rather more of his state of intoxication. "Just a bit restrictive," he muttered, and resisted the urge to undo it only because he'd told Susan he'd keep it done for a while at least.
Dean, who had slouched down into his chair, turned his head to Hermione, flat along the back of the chair, and frowned. "You have a new job?" he asked. "I think I missed that." He certainly didn't remember reading it, and he hadn't seen her for ages. "What are you up to now?" he asked. She looked uncomfortable somehow, but he was feeling to fuzzy around the edges to really try and work out why. It would have involved a lot of squinting and that only ever looked suspicious or stupid. Sss. S was a fun sound in his head. He blinked and shook his head slightly. Hermione. Focus on Hermione.