Beth had stopped talking, for the most part she had stopped breathing. This brought a whole new meaning to the word e x t r a. Oh, merlin. Toddles, her little heart jumped as she watched the house elf scamper across the table only to watch as toddles asked…welp.

This was intense.

”Here, cookies, have. the cookies” Beth’s voice was almost a whisper as she sat there, bewildered. Oh thank merlin Tinka was there. She’d just yeah, leave cookies for them to eat.

Quinn’s question couldn’t come at a better time ”yep…I, well, I think that’s a good idea…wanna make potions maybe – or something that doesn’t involve glitter?” she asked her heart still racing.