Once fully clothed, Cutty lifted his wand to attempt a drying spell, still thinking that it was some sort of pop!quiz given out on behalf of the Professor Bellaire. But then he saw her trying her best to battle the stormy weather herself and it became apparent that this was not her doing.

The windchill factor came to play and then he spotted it. The little snowflake that took up residence upon the cute little Hufflepuff's nose. For a moment there it looked like Cutty was so focused on the snowflake that he might have casted Lux's nose right off and thrown the baby out with the bathwater. It reminded him of the blizzard from their first Transfiguration class and that brought with it a host of other memories.

Slowly. Carefully. Cutty slithered his way inch by inch out of the Irie room and saved his own backside.