 Post 1 Rhibear ~ Madam Solo ~ Dark Brooding Girl ~ Accio Jedi ~ Gryffinclaw ~ Just a doll
Fiyero stared blankly at Professor Draper for a minute. They were supposed to bathe the crups now?! Was he joking? It was freezing out here! Somehow he didn't relish the idea of wrangling a wet cruppy in this weather; that seemed like a good way for him (or Glinda) to catch a cold.Sriously, Draper couldn't have picked a worse time of year for this, but he was the teacher so...
Fiyero sighed, turning to the cruppy who was snuggled contentedly in his lap. "Okay, Glinda," he said with a forced smile. "You heard the man: bath time." Glinda's eyes changed, growing wide at the sound of the "B" word. Before Fiyero could react, she jumped out of his lap and bolted across the barn. He inwardly groaned as he dashed after her. This was exactly how he was afraid she'd take the news!
"Glinda, come back!" he called. He almost caught her by the far wall, but she shot through his hands before he had enough time to grab her. She took off in the opposite direction, and Fiyero's heart dropped. Oh, no! She was headed straight for Professor Draper! He quickened his pace and finally was able to catch up to her only inches away from crashing into the teacher. "Sorry, Professor," he said, scooping Glinda up into his arms. Please don't take points away from Gryffindor, pleeeease don't take points away from Gryffindor! "I guess somebody-" he shot Glinda a sidelong glance. "-doesn't like the idea of getting a b-" he stopped himself from saying the "B" word again just in time. "-getting cleaned up." He couldn't exactly blame her... he wasn't too fond of bathtime himself.
"I hope you enjoyed your little jog," Fiyero said, holding Glinda a little tighter to him as he returned to his tub station. She replied by licking his hand, and he chuckled a little; he assumed that meant she had. From now on, he wasn't taking his hands off her for a second! He stared at the empty tub for a minute. Now, what would be the best way to do this? He decided to follow Professor Draper's suggestion of putting the crup in the tub before adding the water. That way, if Glinda decided to make a break for it again, at least she wouldn't knock over the tub and soak him.
He drew his wand with one hand, keeping the other placed firmly on Glinda's back. "Aguamenti." The cruppy whimpered a little as the water touched her, and Fiyero soon understood why. That water was cold! "Sorry, girl," he said, "I don't know how to make it warmer."
__________________ Old voices I had thought long since dead whisper of another life I might have led
If I could take that second chance, If I could make my life anew, If only dreams came true... |