Originally Posted by Antwone Thomas

Jude sprang to Taylor's aid as she fell back, but her fall had been protected by her chair. Jude shook his head in amusement.

"Alright!" he took her quill from her hand and placed it in her ink bottle. "You need some air ... and a little break."

He withdrew his wand and directed a stick of her papers into one of his suitcases, opening his hand out in invitation to her.

"Florean's Parlor may be a good place for you to clear your head," he looked to his watch. "It's nearly our lunch hour anyway. Don't worry I'll buy. And I'll also help you work out some of these papers." He lifted of his suitcase and pointed.

He hadn't gotten the chance to get to know any of his co-workers. This would have been a good opportunity. All he ever did was spend time with his nephew but with him at Hogwarts it was difficult to interact.