Cutty entered the broomshed hearing the sounds of clippers and chatter from outside of it. Would Professor Tyner, whom Cutty had never met, mind a late-comer? She seemed pretty fair on the pitch. Glancing around at the inside it was the norm. The Slytherins were outnumbered again. He wasn't on the team, but he didn't mind putting in some effort for a point or two. They'd already had so many deducted and by their own Head of House no less.

Finding Tyner amongst the crowd he approached taking notice, but trying not to say anything about fine lines a wrinkles. How different people look up close vs. on the pitch. "Though you could use an extra set of hands, Professor."