When Ponder met Harry Part 2
"What do you mean 'what disc'?"
"I have never heard of any of those places sir."
Ponder looked worried. He thought for a moment then sighed.
"Take me to Prof. Dumbledore then, if you would be so kind."
"Certainly sir. may I ask why you look like me sir?"
"Call me Ponder. I have some theories involving quantum mechanics, but I doubt you would understand. What is your name?"
"Harry Potter."
"And the scar...?"
"It is a long story, Ponder."
"Ah, never mind."
They started walking feeling pleased with the unspoken agreement to worry about their complicated lives later.
"Harry, do you ever feel like you will never fit in?"
"All the time. Do you?"
"Yes Ponder, believe it or not I do."
The Librarian had at last found someone intelligent to talk to.
"Oook eeek oook," he said sipping some tea and munching on the banana Madame Pince had given him.
"I understand completely... on one hand you don't want to interrupt narrative causality and on the other you don't want to upset the alpha male. I feel like that sometimes too. I am glad we are both able to discuss L-space."
"Oook."
"True, there never is enough self space."
"Whoopee the bicycle is eating the pomegranate."
"Did you understand that Hermione?"
"He said he is lost and this place is different from his normal home."
"Down the bucket, honey dew."
Hermione thought a moment and handed the Bursar some tea.
"Cheers table."
"Your welcome."
"Too much eyes, Mr. Daisy?"
"No, he is only a friend."
"Apples are better."
"Yeah, he is a lot like that."
"Hermione..."
"Yes?"
"You are freaking me out!"
"I know...I am freaking me out too."
"Let's take him to Dumbledore."
"Okay Ron."