Okay so the fact he only had two toothbrushes to clean was not exactly ideal but still, he flinch when she offered him the pail and cleaning solution, taking everything in one swift swoop with nothing but a polite smile on his face. “Yes M’am” Oh how generous, two toothbrushes. The professor had thought of everything.

And so, began the scrubbing. Starting from one side of the room, the tall prefect got down on his knees and began to scrub away, all whilst whistling a jaunty show tune as he went. There really was something quite calming about manual labour jobs. Even as his knees began to hurt, the tune only changed and morphed into another as his subconscious took over, moving his body without much thought. Then again, all he had to do was to move his hand back and forth so it didn’t take much concentration, stopping only to pick of and move some of the animal skeletons that littered the floor. Who said detentions couldn’t be fun?