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[tu_vas_triompher]

Feuilly had, of course, sworn to fight at Harry's side in the matter of the dishes. Or, if Harry prefers, to lend moral support from nearby. He...hadn't really sworn to get up before dawn to do this, if only because Harry had neglected to explain his cunning scheme.

So it's his usual breakfast time when Feuilly comes down to the common room, his laptop under his arm, and pokes his head into the kitchen. And blinks to see Harry already there. "--When did you start?"

Uh, and good morning and stuff, that too.

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[harryhotspur]

Harry is up to his elbows in soap bubbles-- he definitely put too much soap in there-- and he tries to shake some of it off before turning to Feuilly. This... doesn't work, so he just turns anyway, soapy hands held up like a backwards gesture of surrender.

"Near four, perchance?" Which is definitely before dawn these days, as summer has waned and autumn approached.