His bone-crusted tail lashed behind him in something approximating a wag.
D’aw!
Amy put out her hand again, and Sirius sniffed it. Gingerly, she laid her hand on the length of his snout, running her fingers over calcified muscle, bone spurs and braided lengths of muscle and other tissue.
Because of Sirius’ size, this ends up somewhat reminiscent of meeting a horse instead.
Or a hippogriff. They skipped the bowing, though, which is bad news for Malfoy.
“The hell?” she muttered. “Can’t wrap my head around this.”
Weird, isn’t it? You’ve got the actual dog inside, except the big outer hellhound is also the actual dog, sort of, grown and turned inside out aesthetically…
“You can’t make him bigger?”
“No, I don’t think I can. Can’t make something from nothing. But I think I can stall the shrinking. Whatever I do might get undone the second he’s back in range of Hell- of Bitch. It’s hard to describe.
Huh, neat.
I can see the aftermath of what she does, but not the process. It’s like the tissue grows, then it dies as it gets pushed out of the core, but some of it stays functional… there’s a normal dog inside there? Intact?”
Yeah, that part is super weird, given the gradual growth and, even more so, the shrinking.
“Yeah.”
“Okay. Think I’ve got it. He’s not going to shrink anytime soon.”
Excellent. Thank you!
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