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Kun (takeupthemantle) wrote in valarlogs,

From his dreams so far, Albus mentally tried to place her in a House, but couldn't. That was what the Sorting Hat was for, after all, although he thought she might do well in Slytherin if he had to choose upon first impressions.

On a whim, Albus touched two fingers to her chin, just briefly. "It's a pleasure," he promised. He let her lead the way to the cricket and he pulled on a pair of cloth gloves. They were too warm, but he didn't want the cricket to move against his skin where he might react and squish it.

Albus crept up on the bug, paused, then scooped into his hands. He could feel it moving, but not too much. "I used to catch them for my sister," he told Vanessa. "I'm going to put him back outside. Would you like to see him off?"