 Stuck inside with Sirius | *Splish-Splash* | bamBAM | ☁ Spooktacular ☁
Limping...it wasn't quite how he'd seen his entry to his first feast as Potions Master. And yet here he was, muttering under his breath and with a grimace on his face as he hobbled across the hall to the staff table.
Too proud to go see the Healer so soon in the term? Perhaps. Embarrassed by the circumstances which led to him sliding his way across the slug pit and ending up on the other side decidedly not on his feet? Definitely.
On the plus side, there were no broken bones, and despite the little accident, he had still arrived early enough that the students weren't here to see his weakness. He wasn't a complete pessimist; not usually, anyway.
Reaching the top table at last, Ignatius greeted his colleagues with a gruff tone in his voice. "Good ev'ning all...Regina." The latter got a small dip of his head, and truth be told, Ignatius wasn't at all disappointed to see his end of the table was currently the emptier of the two. He wasn't a great fan of small talk these days. He turned and limped down towards his seat, using the edge of the table to take some of the weight off his sore leg.
Don't mind us, nothing unusual to see here. Nope.
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