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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl Willy's eyes widened for just a second at mention of Nem's ears bleeding (literally, were they bleeding?! Should someone get Gabi?!), but then he got it. HAH. The singing. "Really makes you miss silencio, huh?" He smirked and spun the third-year around again, his hand still on their shoulder as he steered Nem back into the Great Hall.
"Anyway, I've got something you can help me with. And it doesn't involve decorations OR sing-songs." Yada yada yada, spreading Christmas cheer for all to hear. This season was the WORST, didn't the kids learn that yet? He'd been expecting less cheer and more THE HOLIDAYS SUCK campers here. He was the leader of that camp, honestly. Hand still on shoulder, WWW directed Nem toward the smaller side-tables that contained cookies, candy, and hot chocolate.
Then he paused to make sure no one was nearby to eavesdrop. "The thing is, Nem, you're a clever kid. A great problem solver. I've got a... a small furry problem," he tapped his jacket pocket gently, because heck to the no was WWW going to wear pajamas between the castle and his hut and a double heck-no if anyone thought he was going to sleep in here ON THE FLOOR when he had a perfectly sizeable bed outside. "My furry problem needs some food. I forgot it was in my pocket when I walked here." HONESTLY, he had been developing memory problems all school year. It was a TERRIBLE sign of aging or something else.
"So if you'll just take thisssssss," he cupped the sleeping baby knarl in his free hand, and held it out to deposit into Nem's instead, "I'll just get me some sncaks and be on my way and we'll call it a day." Jolly good, cheerio, pip pip, Happy Christmas, and all those other stupid expressions. Right-o, WWW smirked at Nem and let go of the Slytherin's shoulder, moving instead to start piling his pockets with candy and cookies. Really, Williamson could say that again. Except it would be better if he didn't, so they could avoid adding unnecessary repetitive statements to the general din of the Hall.
Despite being none too happy about being shepherded back into the Great Hall and the celebrations, Nem didn't make a comment on the matter, or any great fuss at all, because... "I can be very helpful when I want to be." Which, maybe they would. Maybe not. Nem only knew that they didn't want any part of this 'decorating and singing' business, and that their curiosity might have been piqued. Slightly.
Stopping by the table of refreshments, Nem looked up at Williamson - he didn't have a nickname yet, but there was plenty of time for that, no point forcing these things - with a shrewd sort of look. Because that was definitely flattery, and he was definitely acting a little shifty - take it from a professional.
... What was this? "Huh." Nem held out their hand to accept delivery of the creature, then casually cupped it to their chest in case of nosy neighbours in the vicinity, all the while eyeing Williamson, who was already sidling off to fill his boots. "Don't worry, sir. I won't tell anyone you're giving gifts to your favourite students." Because this baby knarl? Nem was happy to claim it. It was theirs now. One person's furry problem was another's spiky gain. They slipped the little creature into the front pocket of their hoodie, still with a hand cradled around it, and made as if to inspect the food on offer as well.
Wow. Rainbow (aka Smiles (aka the artist formerly known as Sunny Raine)) got just about everywhere, didn't he? Nem cast him a glance, an eye roll, and turned back to the table to grab a candy cane or three. Providing for the siblings. Sure.
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