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(I've been wondering for a while now... how did you become a cat?)
Phobius shrugged. "All right, see you later, then." He sat up, which, since Hermione was still in his lap, meant she had to either sit up as well or risk falling off her boyfriend's lap.
Confusa was rather put out by the loss of her resting spot, but took it in stride, grabbing the letter and vanishing into the shadows with it.
Harry blinked as he sat up. "Er, what did I miss?" he asked, the faint pink tint to his cheeks indicating he was trying to forget what had made him faint.

(Huh... did not know that.)

Phobius gave his girlfriend a nod. "Sounds good to me," he agreed, taking her hand and starting to walk her to her dorm... well, her common room, anyway.
Harry nodded, yawning a little - he WAS feeling rather drowsy. "Okay. Good night, Kat - see you tomorrow." He began heading to his own dorm room.

Harry and Phobius similarly awoke and headed down, Harry smiling as he sat next to Katherine. "Morning, Kat - you feeling better?" he asked, expression becoming one of slight concern.
Phobius, on the other hand, glanced around, looking for Hermione, before sitting next to her. "Morning, Hermione," he greeted her.

Harry shrugged. "Well, I had some odd dreams last night, but other than that, I'm good," he answered, firmly trying not to think about said dreams.
Phobius shrugged, smiling slightly as he kissed her cheek back. "I slept adequately. You?"

Harry's expression turned sheepish. "Yeah, I could use some help with the Potions and History of Magic essays," he admitted.
Phobius shrugged again. "I've had more reasons to smile lately," was all he said.

Almost as if on cue, Confusa appeared, putting a letter in front of Phobius before jumping into Hermione's lap and starting to push her head against the girl's head.
"I think that answers that question," Phobius observed dryly, picking up the letter and starting to read. He then sighed. "She says that your and Katherine's parents can come over too if they want, but I'm going to have to be the one to keep Mitis from popping in spontaneously and making all chance of a good impression go up in flames... literally."
"I worked on it!" Harry yelped out as he promptly panicked, frantically waving his arms as if to dispel the very possibility of Phobius's "punishment"... not that any of the Slytherins in hearing range could blame him - a Phobius Punishment was a very painful and/or humiliating experience, as anyone who had angered or even annoyed him in the past could attest to.

"Well, that would depend: do you like being sane, and do you have any issues with large amounts of fire? Because if the answer to either question is 'no', then you probably don't want to meet him." was the bland reply to Hermione's question. Phobius then turned to Katherine to see the rather amusing scene of Harry frantically trying to pull Katherine back, and quickly guessed what the situation was. "Is there any particular reason you want me to punish Harry, or are you just going to try and get me to punish him for your own amusement?" he drawled to the girl.

Phobius turned to Harry and quirked an eyebrow wordlessly.
"She's mistaken! I did start it, see!" Harry yelped out, quickly showing his friend what he'd gotten done on his work.
Phobius scanned Harry's work a moment before nodding to himself. "Very well... I'll forgo any punishment this time." Cue Harry practically sagging in relief. "Kat probably just wanted an excuse run off to work on her Animagus form without hurting your feelings, anyway - you are a lot sturdier physically than you are emotionally."