No Touchy! ♥ demented_teacher
He smelled like Quidditch and was still wearing his gold officiating robes from the Japan-Australian match. When the long (and yes, it was looooong) match ended, he grabbed the portkey and found himself outside the gates of Hogwarts. Then he sprinted for the castle and didn't stop until he came to a skidding halt at the Staff Table.
Wands.
His precious hornbeam.
Then he started acting like some strange, possessed man and eagerly reached into the pile of wands until his hands touched it. "My . . . PRECIOUS!" he exclaimed rather loudly and began to gently caress his hornbeam wand.
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