Originally Posted by Cece at the staff table with Cutty wannabe

"Yes Mr. Mordaunt. If I was you, I would do what Professor Thompson here is suggesting." Because a night of detention with her was NOT going to be a fun night. At all.

Oh you have got to me kidding me.

Cece knew Cutty Mordaunt wasn't one of her brightest snakes, but really? Was he so stupid as to sit there and continue to talk to adults like that? Especially when one of those adults was his head of house. And what would ever possess him to call her by her first name like that? "That's Healer Tillstorm to you young man! You WILL show me respect when you address me!" Had this boy done gone and lost his mind? That had to be it. Why else would he keep talking and getting on her last nerve the way he was.

And did he really think she cared about his other engagement he claimed to have that night? Because he was in for a rude awakening if that's what he thought. And did he seriously just say she was a bit late asking him on a date?!

That's it! She had listened to enough of this boys mouth. He was leaving this table whether he wanted to or not.

Grabbing him by his ear she pulled him up out of his seat. "I don't care how comfy you think this seat is. You WILL be going down and sitting at the table with the rest of your housemates. And you can forget about any previous engagements you think you had for tonight." That's right folks. Young Mr. Cutty Mordaunt would be spending his last night as a second year serving a detention with his head of house. And it wouldn't be a fun detention either.

Still holding his ear she pulled him all the way down to the Slytherin table, where he would spend the rest of the feast until it was time to go serve his detention.