Botros' face was pie-less now, it only was half-pied anyway so it was good. He gave the Head Girl one last smile before putting on his glasses and turning to see the Headmistress... oh. Such a lovely drama queen. "This doesn't need the expertise of a Healer." Didn't anyone else have daughters who fainted at the sight of a Quidditch Heartthrob before? For Merlin's sake, they had bad smelling food all over them,this was a piece of pie cake.

Botros knelt by the woman, propped her head up gently and pushed some of the foul pie that was on her face onto her mouth, and a little under her nose.

And waited.