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Originally Posted by Shanners Rooney bent to undo the laces of his shoes with utter care for them, tucking them back into the pumps as he slipped them off his feet. Whilst also in a bent position, the first year had a sniff of his feet before straightening to stand and shrugging. "They don't smell bad, Professor." But they did have that smell of 'my feet have been in shoes and socks for a few hours please let them adjust to new air.' Was that smell the smell that Professor Flamsteed was talking about?
His eyes widened and he looked back at the suit of armour once more. "Are you sure? How did you drop it in there? What is it? Is it small?" If he was going to find it, he was going to have to know what it looked like and where it may have fallen to. It all did depend on the angle of the objects fall. "Also... Will I hurt my foot on it?" His foot was now almost nude, you know? Breathing a mild sigh of relief that the boy's shoes were now OFF, Airey found himself questioning the cleanliness of the young man's socks next. Maybe it WOULD be best for him to take those off as well. Then they could clean his bare feet while the Ravenclaw floated in the air and then he could slowly be lowered down on to the man's suit. It sounded like a brilliant plan to the man.
"You know what DOES smell bad?" he said, gears in his head still turning as he thought over these procedures. "Turtles. Do you like turtles, Mr. Rooney?"
Ravenclaws. They asked too many questions. He should have just gone with telling the boy about looking for the secret passageway in the first place.
"I was...uuuuuuh..." How did this all come so easily to Maddox? "Tossing it haphazardly about. Against walls to watch it bounce. Muggle rubber bouncy balls. Quite fascinating to play....I mean...study. They bounce all over the place and somehow manage to sneak into the tiniest nooks and crannies as if they had a mind of their own."
Not that he had any real life experience with that sort of thing. Ahem.
His ears were most definitely turning an obvious shade of red now, which he tried to hide by rubbing them with the palms of his hands. Itchy, er, earlobes. Yes.
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