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Detention, Depths of the Castle, Monday

Morning had broken in Fandom, and another day in detention was about to begin, the same as every other day.

For the moment, things were as quiet as they probably ever got, while everyone was still resting on their cots, women on one side of the magical black cloth barrier, men on the other. Soon, those who had managed to sleep would be woken by the ever-cheerful voice of Dolores Umbridge coming from the loudspeakers, ordering them to rise. The barrier would disappear, and whatever bland, tasteless substance they were calling breakfast today would appear instead. After that, those in detention were free to do whatever they wanted ... if they could find anything to do that didn't break one of the island's rules, or that could be done while trapped away from everyone else.

But really, the days of those in detention weren't that slow. Soon enough, visiting hours would start, and there wouldn't be nearly as much boredom then.

[OCD is up, have at it!]

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Sookie simply closed her eyes, breathing deeply. The first thing she did, once she'd delved a little further into the bond with Bobby, was send a wave of calm his way. She wouldn't tidy up in here, not without his asking, but she knew she wouldn't be able to help much later.

She was always fairly useless in the late afternoons.

It took a little digging through her own memories on her part, but she conjured it up a moment later: a distinct memory of apple pie. The smell, the taste, the texture -- she sent that across the link, though she wasn't even sure whether to trust her own memories anymore. It was something.

'Hinky', as it turned out, was a good way of describing it. The impression... seemed okay on the surface, but if Bobby let himself think about it too much, the 'taste' of the pie was just a bit too sweet, almost artificial.

Which was better than the time there had been the distinct aftertaste of ashes, but still.

He didn't comment, though, just focused on the feeling of appreciation for her efforts, sending that back through the link they shared.

Well, okay. Food was weird, and she wasn't always the best with her environments -- sometimes things floated or had the wrong colors.

There was one thing she was good at, though. Through the bond, she conjured up the memory of a tight hug, and even a wispy little Bobby and Sookie to go with it.

She was getting tired, but the message was clear. Sookie opened her eyes and smiled weakly at him.

"Have I mentioned today that I love you?" he said, smiling back at her. Sure, they couldn't touch for real these days, but moments like these, it almost didn't matter.

"Never hurts to hear it," Sookie murmured, shifting to blow a kiss at him. "Love you too."

She darted a glance towards the door, worried. She lost track of time so easily, and with moments like these, she was always terrified of what would come to break them up.

It was risky, he knew, saying the words out loud like that, but sometimes he just needed to.

His gaze followed hers and his smile turned tighter. "We've got a little while yet."

"I just want to hide, but she always seeks me out," Sookie mumbled, putting her head down on the desk again.

"Can't she find someone else to bother?" Bobby wondered plaintively. Like himself. He'd be okay with that, if it meant Sookie got a break.

"Jono," Sookie offered, dully. "He's a favorite, too."

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