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Finneas was tug, tug, tugging his fingers apart, which only seemed to make the predicament tighter and more uncomfortable. In fact, he only stopped all the tugging when he saw the flying instructor making his way towards the dais. Ho, ho, ho. Heh, heh, heh. Nothing to see here! ”A fancy finger trap! I purchased it off the E-BAY.” He was the TOP bidder. An accomplishment on its own, surely! ”Would you like to try it?” He offered Camilo with a smile, though errrrrrrrr… Finneas would need to figure out how to get it off first.
Yes.
No time for that quite yet, however, as others seemed to be trickling in as expected. The first being their new charms professor. ”And good evening to you!” He bobbed his head awkwardly in greeting. It was a shame that Pierson would no longer be sat with them, but errrrrr… AnYwAy. Little time to dwell as he had to return to the awkward behavior that usually took over when a former classmate appeared. ”Errr.. Good to see you too, Shreya. How, er, does it feel to be back?” Had she seen their former CoMC professor turned colleague yet? Would she feel just as weird about it as Finneas still did?
So many questions. So little time.
O___o ”Hospital wing!?” He jumped up, looking at Gabriela as if a deer caught in wand light. Er. ”No need for that, the finger trap is very easy to get out of! You just er…. You… Just…. Errr…” He tug, tugged, tugged some with no avail. Errrrrrrrr.
”Heh. Just a bit of fun to pass the time!” He piped up nervously in response to the question thrown his way by one of their newest arrivals (Norman), though he was still trying to get himself out of the predicament to appease Gabriela. The only issue with this particular bit of fun, however, was that he was having a bit of trouble… Errrr… Getting it off. So much trouble, in fact, that he hadn’t even noticed the arrivals of his other colleagues.
No such luck however, which meant there was only one thing left to do. Phellytone a friend. ”June,” he smiled sheepishly, leaning in to whisper to his friend. ”Do you think you could... help me? I’ve, er, found myself in a bit of a ….. delicate situation.” If his hushed voice did not make it evident, his reddening face surely must have shown his embarrassment.
__________________ Days of Potter 2023:___________________________ Which Bertie Botts Flavour Are You?
You are Lemon!
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