 Stuck inside with Sirius | *Splish-Splash* | bamBAM | ☁ Spooktacular ☁
He felt battered and sore, and was somewhat feeling his status as the second oldest member of staff right now. Talking of which...where had old man Myers got to? Noble glanced around, not remembering seeing the white-haired man since dinner. Hopefully that meant he was looking after the students, his Hufflepuffs, inside.
Breath steadying now, Noble stood up a bit, hands now resting on his hips, only to find not one but two fellow professors rounding on him. "I'm fine," he said gruffly. No, he did not need help up the hill, thank you very much. He had a burnt shoulder and a few cuts and bruises, not a broken leg. He wasn't a priority. "You should be looking after the students, not me," He did take the offered cup of water though, his brow furrowed as he surveyed the lay of the land around him as he sipped at it. It seemed there was a bit of a lull in proceedings, the number of inferi much decreased.
Honestly, he found it unnerving. "So what's our plan now?"
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