[ vasilka will be wherever she wants to be. doesn't victor remember this? ]
[ she looks up at the greeting and stares unblinkingly at him. it's almost as though vasilka's asking how dare you come into my home. but she'd found a home — her hogwarts version — in victor's things, from his quills and licking them to biting his laces to even wearing his jackets as a blanket. vasilka had lived and breathed victor in hogwarts, and this version of her seems to have been looking for home once more. ]
[ as if taking his comment as an invitation, vasilka picks herself up and scurries across the room to leap onto the very top of a drawer. if something is knocked right over by her paw, it was clearly accidental. ]
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[ she looks up at the greeting and stares unblinkingly at him. it's almost as though vasilka's asking how dare you come into my home. but she'd found a home — her hogwarts version — in victor's things, from his quills and licking them to biting his laces to even wearing his jackets as a blanket. vasilka had lived and breathed victor in hogwarts, and this version of her seems to have been looking for home once more. ]
[ as if taking his comment as an invitation, vasilka picks herself up and scurries across the room to leap onto the very top of a drawer. if something is knocked right over by her paw, it was clearly accidental. ]