‘Do you still hate my blood Malfoy ?’
‘Granger , we are ephemeral pastel colored semi transparent beings , I don’t suppose you have blood at this point’
‘Where are we ?’
‘That is a harder question , in Deep Time I suppose’
‘Are we still us without our context ?’
‘Do you mean to ask whether carnal desire is possible in this universe ?’
‘I mean we don’t have the flowery parts in any functional sense as far as I can make out’
‘Why is it all pastel colored ?’
‘It is supposed to be derived from your muggle glass stained cathedral church windows ?’
‘Why do you know all this ?’
‘Come on Granger , even in some alternate universe why should you always be the swot ?’
‘I don’t know it defines me doesn’t it ?’
‘I don’t know.’
‘Why don’t we have the flowery parts ?’
‘I don’t know maybe because we are really alone here’
‘This is unbelievable’
‘I mean-’
‘I think we are just a step up in the degree of falsification . Like witches and wizards are a flight of fantasy so here we are just that but notched up.’
‘Yeah I always noticed Muggles were a lot more grounded , like literally their feet touched the ground through their socks and their shoes and the gravel . That’s why all Muggle-borns have trouble flying , you didn’t have to feel like you weren’t enough for it. ’
‘Wizards always are floating anyways aren’t they , maybe a few millimeters when they pretend to walk ? They are less tethered to everything .That’s why the degree of carelessness is so high. ’
‘Excuse me ?’
‘You know like one of Ron’s uncles accidentally got turned into a teacup and lost his memory and got washed by the Red Sea on a vacation and he just shrugged it all off .’
‘Purebloods are already so abstract. There is a lot of trouble associated with feeling it all , being in there , it’s almost like we have trouble being a consciousness .’
‘That’s why we can communicate with ghosts , Malfoy . We are literally something in between . God that makes the whole muggle-wizard pairing a little haunted .’
‘Everything is haunted Granger if you have the right kinks.’