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Originally Posted by TakemetotheBurrow

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NOT BOTROS!

AJHFLHJLKDJLDJFLDL! NO!

Ella squeaked, her green eyes wide as she caught the end of what had happened. She'd hit the one person she'd vowed not to and now she felt like the awfullest person in the whole entire universe. How could she ever live this down? IT WAS BOTROS! She was an old man pier and word would spread and she'd be that girl who picked on old people and OH GOSH. She was in so much trouble.

Not caring about the rules, the eighteen year old scrambled to pick up his glasses for him before someone stepped on them or they got lost under all the pie filling.

"I'm so sorry, Professor!"

Botros was blinking the pie away from his eyes and trying to get as clean faced as possible when someone handed him his glasses and started apologizing. He squinted his eyes at the girl, leaned forward rtying to recognize her. Why was she so blurry? Were there more pie in his-- oh! He put on his glasses and chuckled, "It just hit the side of my face. I'm not hurt. See!" He flexed his lower jaw for her and rotated his neck. See? All good. The Head Girl didn't have to have a panic attack. Botros had even given her a pat on the shoulder without noticing.

His eyes did wander to the potions professor, however, WHEN was this going to be over? His colleagues were drowned with pies.