Well. PARTY RUINERS. Why were the dementors here? And COULD Professor James drive them away with a Patronus? Mo patted himself down before calling himself all sorts of names. His wand still sat down on the desk where he'd been decorating the banner.

He would be the first to die or something.

"Professor James. I'm finding an adult, and that adult is you. Can you please make the dementors get out? We have cake to eat." He tried really really hard to keep his tone light and jocular, although obviously it was hard not to sound like he was eating his own tongue out of fear.