 Stuck inside with Sirius | *Splish-Splash* | bamBAM | ☁ Spooktacular ☁
Noble's entrance to the feast was certainly more graceful than the one prior, his navy robes flowing behind him as he swooped down the hall. There was a confidence in his stride, a steely look in his eye. A look that only hardened as he spotted a certain Slytherin Prefect already sat there.
A smirk graced the Potion Professor's lips as he made a pointed detour around practically the entire Snake table. Had he got the boy's attention yet? Noble sure hoped so, and stopped right behind Flynn, pushing his sleeves up and coughing loudly.
"I believe we have some unfinished business, Alec." There was a snarling tone to his voice; he rarely meant anything other than business when it came to his role as a professor, and it was fervently clear that today was no different. This might be the closing feast, but Noble was anything other than ready to relax. There was still a little case of a book stealing attempt on his office to deal with.
If Alec thought he'd gotten away with it, so much the better.
"Stand up. My office. Now."
And maybe he'd be checking the points situation on the way out. Slytherin held the lead at the moment, didn't they?
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