urine trouble | Pat's Strong Confident Other Half | Pees Like a Champion Unicorn Racehorse Grayson had completely missed whatever it was that Thompson had said. Why?
Cutty Mordaunt wanted to be held. Cared for. Wanted these strong biceps wrapped around him in a lovingly manner.
Grayson snorted when Ethan did before saying, "You'll be fine, Cutty boy." Back pats for you for now. And apparently, he had lost his marbles, according to Snowstorm Man Ethan. "Snowstorm Man Ethan sounds like a heroic name." It did. And this was a GOOD thing. "Dunno, Slytherins gotta stick together." Something Cassia would approve of.
Speaking of, 'sup Head Girl. She got a nod in return.
Andddddddd Thompson was talking again. Which meant that he WAS paying attention this time. Uh huh.
Animal Fidelius? A charm to remove fear or hesitation from acting on their command? WHY in the name of Merlin hadn't HE been there to try that spell out? JEEZ. It sounded like a freaking BRILLIANT spell. Making sure that they were friendly and whatnot. It would save them the time of making sure that the creature wasn't going to run off OR bite him on his leg. Though, now he did wonder how well it worked with a not-so-friendly person.
Another spell that could help? Er. Jeez. That was a hard question. "Does the Cheering Charm work on animals?" Er, maybe he should explain so that it didn't sound like he wanted there to be so much happiness in the world. That wasn't very him. "Because if they're happier, they're more likely to trust you." And you could carry on with your task.
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