 Professor Pink | Mrs. Bruce Wayne | I'm on a Goat | Glitterpuff | Dumbledore's Defense Squad | BHB
Fletcher – KING Fletcher to you, that is – entered the costume ball with his lady on his arm. But after seating her at the champion table which we will RP eventually the Hufflepuff had spotted an opportunity he could not pass up. And so he had excused himself from Champion Table and sought out his other lady.
"Ladies," he called out genially, making his way through the crowd to stop in front of the staff table. "Or should I say, Madam Medusa," Fletcher nodded toward Professor Lafay, "and Queen... Donovan?"
He bowed deeply, sweeping out the rich, royal blue velvet cape he had acquired for his shoulders. "Madam," the boy resumed his royal posture and his dark eyes danced with merriment as he addressed the librarian, "it seems we are destined to have this dance. May I?"
Fletcher extended a hand toward Queen Kimber Donovan. "Fret not," he added toward the potions mistress who was probably seething with jealousy right now, "you may have the next song."
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