Greg Goyle (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} goyle_g) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} finnigans_rpg, |
"Are there runes to keep out cats?" He asked, because his own charms didn't seem to be working and if Pandora could keep cats out of a trunk maybe he could figure out how to keep them out of his flat entirely. "Or kneazles." If they were kneazles or part-kneazles that might explain how they were getting through his wards. Or else it was just the one and he was Mrs McHavelock's familiar. Though he'd taken Care of Magical Creatures, Greg's understanding of animals wasn't exactly all that good.
He poured a glass of wine and offered it to her before refilling his own glass with the Ogden's. "It's alright, I guess." He still wasn't used to it, having only these small rooms to live in. He'd always lived in large places - his family home, Hogwarts that had made his bulk less of an issue. Here, though it wasn't literally true, he felt as if he had to constantly hunch to keep his head from hitting the ceiling. "Certainly 'little'."