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Derf was a bit of a mess. At least more so than usual. His mum and dad had charmed the majority of his clothing to resist staining and such given the nature of their son and his, er, inclination towards mud...but wrinkles and such had never really been on the agenda. The rules of wearing a crisp uniform at all times did not phase the Hufflepuff - it seemed reasonable enough to him and he hardly cared about what he was wearing enough to stir up TOO much of a fuss for the most part. Exceptions made in creature dealings only. So he was relieved when Lucas had offered to teach the fretting Hufflepuff and he was even MORE relieved when it was suggested they do so in the broom cupboard.
He reckoned the house elves would not take well to seeing students practicing something that was, technically, in their wheelhouse to perform as part of their assigned tasks within the school. May have even ironed their hands or ears in shame.
But yes, Derf was a bit of a disheveled mess as he had somewhat haphazardly thrown himself together after a quick morning shower post S.O.R.E. Perhaps TOO haphazardly as even his hair was sticking up all over the place, giving himself a bit of an erinaceous appearance. Which some, he supposed, would consider cute - though he lacked the adorable dark beady eyes of the spiny mammal.
His own laundry in a bag flung over his shoulder, Derf peeked into the broom cupboard. "Hiya," he greeted, pulling the door fully open and stepping inside. "Thanks in advance for, you know, helping a bloke out with this."
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