Had EVERY piece of man candy dressed handsomely well tonight?

Paul hadn't noticed........................ahem.

He pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose as he made his way down to the Staff table, waving at his badger kiddos. He had his usual basket of flowers in his arms, and he set them down right in front of Rosalyn before taking his seat next to her. Joy wasn't here yet; pity.

"Unfortunately, these aren't for you," he said warmly. "I have a little tradition I do. I give flowers to those leaving us...mostly for seventh years...sometimes for colleagues." He sighed and moved the basket to the ground. "But I'll wait."

He waved at his other coworkers, winking at Justin from his spot. It was a pity the man couldn't attend the....THING he had planned for Hufflepuff this summer. Invitation would be arriving in the mail shortly, puffer!mates.