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Hamsters were not magical creatures.
Perhaps this was why Camilla was having a very, very difficult time finding any real information about hamster care. The Hogwarts library naturally catered to the subjects covered in wizarding education. Oh, there were some general books on the subject of mundane mammals, but nothing really specific. Camilla needed specific information. Care, feeding, maybe whether it was possible to neuter a hamster ... that kind of thing.
Instead, she found herself puzzling over a book entitled Small, Furry, and Eating of Young: The Insidious Relationship Between Hamsters and Latvians. It was ... full of exclamations. Many vehement exclamations. It did happen to contain a brief discussion of neutering, but not in relation to hamsters.
Camilla's eyes had gone very, very wide as she read. She knew it wasn't going to be any use, this book, but it was like the proverbial trainwreck. She just couldn't look away.
((Credit to Ron-mun for the book title >> ))
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Date: 2007-12-25 08:29 am (UTC)He gave her a grin he hoped would be comforting. "So hamsters are easy street next to that. Really, all you need is a cage, pellets, and a wheel."
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Date: 2007-12-25 08:26 pm (UTC)Turning him into a fuzzy little animal that ran in a wheel for entertainment might be enough to satisfy her desire for vengeance, given she couldn't kill him, and maiming him was useless in a place where almost anything could be healed. (Maybe his little hamster testicles could even grow back, if she did have him neutered! Who could say? She never had tested the no-kill rule, or the powers of regeneration that it must entail.)
"I want it to be a nice cage, though. Something I wouldn't mind having around, because I want to be able to keep an eye on my hamster. Also, I'm very sorry to hear about your leg. And your friend's parents," she added as an afterthought. "Are you all better now?"
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Date: 2007-12-25 08:49 pm (UTC)"I think the mums might, sometimes. Maybe if you keep them full, they'll leave the little ones alone. But you know you're just going to keep one, right? Then that shouldn't be a problem." Ron paused, thinking back for a moment. Camilla was a very pretty girl, and helping out attractive women had become something of a habit for him. A calling, even. From Ron's experiences traveling the world, this hobby led to invitations to parties, trips, and opportunities to continue his adventures. So it had become a tradition that was hard to break. The redhead thus felt that he should have more to add to this subject.
"You know, I have heard of what Muggle's call a 'show,' called Hamster Hotel. I've never actually seen it, but I know of a spell I could cast which would allow us to watch it whenever. I think it might give you a good idea on how to raise a hamster. And how to run a hotel!"
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Date: 2007-12-25 09:27 pm (UTC)Perhaps we are too harsh in this assessment. Actually, at Hogwarts, Camilla tended more toward small soirees with murderous monks, demonic serial killers, and resurrected zombie noblewomen. Oh, and don't leave out Henry Winter, who should fit somewhere into that list.
Ron could avail himself of these opportunities! For Camilla found him quite an engaging young man. He was friendly, he was informative, and he might make a lovely match for Francis. (Francis adored straight men, after all.)
"A show? Do you mean like television? You know, I have a computer machine (http://community.livejournal.com/hogwarts_hocus/1376366.html) that might be able to show those. It's modified to be able to work here. Not that I want to run hotels, but I would like to see the show about hamsters, I think. Unless it's about the hamsters eating babies," Camilla amended.
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Date: 2007-12-25 09:42 pm (UTC)And Ron's idea of a drive wasn't too accurate either. Once while riding on a quaint little road in the New Zealand countryside, Ron had decided to take a short-cut under a bridge. Cars can't swim; who knew? Ron didn't!
And while he was never a conspirator in a small-scale murder, he was a conspirator in a large-scale art heist. But that was for the greater good of fixing the time-space continuum. Oddly enough, this was in no way connected to the time where he was absconded by time-traveling bounty hunters.
"A computer machine!?" Ron was officially amazed by the resources Camilla had at her disposal. He found computers somewhat inexplicable and a little terrifying too. He behaved around his friends' laptops as if they were a book assigned by Hagrid. If anyone had the nerve to use a computer, they were alright by Ron's mind. "Then maybe we don't need a spell at all! We could just have your computer machine find 'Hamster Hotel' for us." Ron had an ulterior motive, as well. Perhaps he could convince Camilla to help him find out more about these 'furries' on her computer machine. He didn't think it would agree to work with just him!
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Date: 2007-12-25 11:22 pm (UTC)"If you'll come back to Gryffindor common room and wait just a moment for me, I can bring the computer down, and we can have a look. Unless you'd rather some other time?"
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Date: 2007-12-25 11:27 pm (UTC)The old habit still held true.