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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 >> ))

Date: 2007-12-25 08:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dungbombsrule.livejournal.com
"Hamsters? Naw! They're the gentlest things this side of the world. Um, unless you're a hamster baby, though. Then things get a bit creepy. But then, I'm biased. I had a pet rat for a while. Long story short, he turned out to be Death Eater in disguis who helped murder my best mate's parents. And he got my bloody leg broke."

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."

Date: 2007-12-25 08:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dungbombsrule.livejournal.com
"Oh yes, completely!" Ron announced. "That was in my third year, after all, so my leg's all better now. So are my mate's parents, to be honest. They still can't give Harry back all the years they were apart, though. And I think one of them might be popcorn." The freckled boy shrugged. He and Harry hadn't talked about it yet.

"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!"

Date: 2007-12-25 09:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dungbombsrule.livejournal.com
Well, Ron's idea of a party was really just getting together with good people who told you jokes and stories while getting a little drunk. That was why he was so surprised by that orgy in Venice! Ron ended up wandering the streets in the middle of February in a toga. Which was during an opportune moment, for that was when he was absconded by time-traveling bounty hunters.

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!

Date: 2007-12-25 11:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dungbombsrule.livejournal.com
"No, I have the time now!" Ron protested. "I'm looking forward to it. I used to be a Gryffindor, you know, and it will be great seeing the old common room again. That or it will be an attack on my childhood which I'll never recover from. But either way, I'm feet first!" That said, Ron abandoned his stake-out and headed to Gryffindor.

The old habit still held true.

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