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Anna could understand that motivation. It was one small reason why she had teamed up with Aurora to co-parent their own pygmy puff. Sure, the primary reason for that was that Aurora wanted one but had not received the go ahead from home sooooooo cue Anna offering to help with that and, once again, using galleons that ought to have been used on textbooks on pygmy puff care. The scolding back home had been money will spent in her opinion. Sometimes she wished her hair was more silky to it felt a little softer when she played with it and tugged on her curls. It did sort of feel more silky when she straightened it...but whenever she did that she felt less like herself. Ezra's hair looked like it was incredibly soft to the touch though.
Her eyes briefly widened when his arm moved around her, pulling her closer to him so they fit together even more like puzzle pieces, but soon relaxed and smiled a little wider before she leaned her head on his shoulder. She did miss the feeling of his hand in hers, her palm tinglingly with phantom warmth, and hugged her own middle so her hand could rest on top of his instead. Hopefully her dandelion fluff curls weren't tickling his face too much, especially when she nodded her head in confirmation of things helping a little. "I thought that simply taking some Dreamless Sleep Potions or some vials of Draught of Peace would be the solution but...I am actually quite glad for the alternative solutions," she explained softly, her arm protesting its current position since she was leaning one direction (on Ezra) but streatching another (towards the side of the boathouse). Moving her arm, Anna reciprocated his gesture with both her arms around his middle. "I...think so..." she nodded again. Though maybe that was more to do with the person she was talking to being the source of said alievation rather than her situation feeling it. "...but...part of the problem is that I don't always know where to even begin. I mean...what do you even say when you wake up or stop zoning out in class and there are tears clinging to your lashes and you have no idea why you are feeling like parts of you are broken or...maybe even worse...missing...so you just know that you are, in fact, as divergent from your peers as you feared you were?" Her eyes were stinging a little again, but rather than move her arms so she could wipe her eyes she instead moved her head to sort of nuzzle his shoulder like a kneazle looking for attention - or comfort, as was this Hufflepuffle's situation.
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