Having missed William's first lesson involving the dragon, Waylon was determined not to miss the second. He may have heard something about the students taking the dragon for a walk and giving him a bath. And even though he wasn't really looking forward to the whole bathing bit, the students walking Roro could be amusing. He didn't even need to get into details on why.

But, even after leaving his hut a good ten minutes before the class was supposed to start, Waylon found himself arriving at the barn a few minutes before the class was going to end. He was a very busy person! It wasn't like he was the one who made the rule about the grass needing to be a certain height.

No, he was just the one who had to make sure it stayed that certain height.

He was there now, though! And after watching as a Ravenclaw girl took off towards the castle, he made his way inside. Noticing just how slippery the floor was. Had he missed bath time!? Pity. Placing a hand on a few of the student's shoulders, to keep himself from falling, he shuffled his way further into the barn.

O_O

"Miss Hollingberry! It's not nice to tease." Especially a dragon. Waving that ferret in front of his face. Did she not want hers anymore? Shaking his head, clearly unimpressed with the Prefect's actions, the Groundskeeper stopped suddenly when he, over the sea of children's heads, spotted William. Laying on the floor. It took him a moment, or two, or possibly three to realize what he was seeing before he rushed over to his friend's side, immediately rolling him onto his back. Yes, that was the thing to do? Yes? Hopefully. He was no Healer. And speaking of..

Pulling out his wand, Waylon sent two giant anteater patronuses towards the castle. He may have forgotten to mention the barn covered in oil in just one of those. Oops. "What happened to him?" He probably should have asked that first. And he probably should put Roro in his stall..

Ehh, Kurumi was doing a good job. So far.

Oliver had just been on his way down to the Great Hall for something to eat, he was having one of those days where he just couldn't stop eating, nothing seemed to be able to fill his stomach which meant that he was going to have to workout doubly hard the next day. And as he was crossing the entrance hall, a giant anteater patronus came at him.

Gah! He wished Waylon had a smaller patronus, every time he came across it, the thing almost scared the crap out of him. Although the message it came with did kinda scare the crap out of him and he bolted out of the castle and down to the barn.

As he ran across the grounds, Oliver pulled out his wand. Looks like he didn't need to workout tomorrow, this run alone should burn off all the food he ate today. Reaching the barn in record time, he burst through the doors managed to glimpse Kurumi Hollingberry waving around a ferret in front of the baby dragon before he felt his feet slip out from under him.

"ARGHHHHHHHHH."

At least he had the good sense to cast a cushioning charm a split second before his butt hit the ground. What the hell was all over the floor? Getting to his feet, Oliver cleared a path to William with his wand and then he approached his two friends. It was only just now that he had noticed that Waylon was there.

"What happened?" This question was directed to Waylon as his gaze went to the dragon and Oliver frowned. "I've told him a hundred times that dragon's do not make good pets." Yes, he was blaming RoRo for this.

Spike giggled as Roro flicked the oil everywhere, though his grin faded somewhat when a large dollop flew straight at his eye. "Ewwww," he muttered, as he wiped it off and flicked it back towards the pool. He sniffed his fingers. It smelt funny too.

Momentarily distracted by this, it was only when he looked up at the Professor to see why he'd stopped talking, that Spike realised Professor Williamson was...on the floor. He jumped up from his seat, close behind Kurumi. The man looked like a sort of statue, and he glanced quickly round the room to see if anyone could have shot a spell at him. There didn't seem to be, well no-one other than the students, anyway.

Other than that, Spike didn't think any further about the Professor. His immediate concern was the dragon. As Daddy to a number of pets himself, Spike knew they needed to distract Roro. Even though the dragon was a baby, he had a feeling it could still be pretty ruthless if distressed by the fact his owner/Daddy was obviously not right. He skidded to the ferrets behind Kurumi, and picked a couple up himself. From there, he slowly headed towards the pool - partly in order to not scare Roro, but also to avoid going flying on the oil.

"Are you still hungry? Hmm? I bet you are. Looked what we've got for you..." he said coaxingly. It was not unlike the voice he used to talk to his pet tarantula, Matilda. "If you're good, and stay there, then I'll throw it in...yes? And Daddy won't have to know a thing..." He nodded, holding the ferret up high to see, and maintaining eye contact.

Kurumi nodded her head in thanks to Stella as she made her way out of the area and towards the castle. Merlin did she wish that he could conjure a proper patronus, but she was still struggling with a non-corporeal one. Her attention went back to Roro now as she continued to try and keep his attention on the ferret in her hands as opposed to, erm, daddy lying on the ground. There was no telling how the baby dragon would react.
Oh good the Groundkeep---- WHAT?

Kurumi sort of just blinked at the Groundskeeper when he arrived, hoping that he was going to help, only instead he was accusing her of teasing Roro. "I-I-I'm not..." she replied, her mouth hanging open slightly. "I'm trying to keep Roro distracted from...."
o_____________O

She hadn't even seen the Ancient Runes professor arrive....but now she had certainly heard him. Kurumi's eyes immediately went back to Roro full of concern. Surely the scream had...sort of startled the baby dragon somewhat. Maybe it was a good thing that Spike had appeared behind her and was waving a dead ferret too? Kurumi had sort of stopped moving after Professor Jenkins had screamed and momentarily joined Professor Williamson on the ground.

Kurumi pouted a bit when he was apparently blamming Roro for what had happened. Not cool! No cookies for you, professor!

"Roro didn't do anything," Kurumi gasped. He was only a super adorable baby dragon, not a basilisk! "Professor Williamson just...froze and....stopped talking...midsentence...and then fell forward." On his face. Or, he had been until the Groundskeeper had turned him over. Hopefully the fall hadn't broken his nose...

Although João got excited A BIT when Roro licked his hand, he chuckled it off and got away quickly at the mention of bathing it.

Bathing it! It was almost like a real baby! And a very playful one too. Though, in the process, he got a bit bored. He wouldn't get closer to it around water, not especially when bathing it was so complex--those volunteers made sure they listened to the professor well, right?!--but he went as far as he could and waited.

...

Water! Worse, oil! Oil raining! He didn't move an inch, but merely glared at it, and then glared at professor talking as if it was only a misbehaving child. He even laughed at all of them bathing in oil instead of Roro! He would have kept glaring and probably started cleaning himself, if not...

Oh. OH! Did that happen to people who dealt with dragons?! WAS HE GOING TO LOSE HIS MIND TOO?!

Certainly not... certainly dragon was innocent... but what then?..

Sadly, he couldn't get any farther from the scene, even though the professor probably wouldn't notice him, and simply waited for the others to... fix him. Something.

O__O Professor Williamson?!

Merlin's beard, what was happening to everyone lately?! Something strange was going on and Ella was quite afraid. She stood, soaked in baby oil but uncaring, focused on the scene in front of her. He'd be alright, right? RIGHT?

Seeing as Mr. Murdoch and Mr. Jenkins had arrived, Ella stayed where she was, worriedly wringing her hands. And what about the baby?! Poor little Roro was still just chilling in the water all oiled up. "Erm...should we start humming again or something? You know, to keep Roro calm?" She said nervously, eyes now on the baby dragon. Surely the little guy would be worried when he realized his daddy was down and the other little humans were getting all nervous.

It took her no time at all to make her way to the CoMC barn when Cece heard that something was wrong with William. Not only was he a colleague of hers, he was also her friend who looked to be out cold there on the floor.

WHOA!

Almost losing her balance on the slippery ground Cece grabbed onto the person nearest her. Oliver. "What have you done this time Oliver?" That's right, she was accusing him of this whole mess. Probably another one of his practical jokes gone bad.

Not waiting for Professor Jokes A Lot to answer she knelt down next to William and quickly checked his vitals.

PHEW!

Still breathing.

Having a sinking feeling this wasn't going to work she pulled out her trusty bottle of smelling salts and ran it under his nose. 'Please let this work. Don't be like Max.'

WAKE UP!

Just as he has happily cleared his face of the splattered oil it felt like someone turned on the sprinkler of the slippery stuff, drenching him once again. He peeked an eye open and set sight on an apparently happy Roro, and Vickers knew the dragon did a very doggy-thing.

Given that the front of his robes was practically dripping now, the Ravenclaw took off his robes to use the back to wipe himself off, paying half attention to the Professor as he began to speak... then stopped.

Was he displeased by all of Vicker's fidgeting about with his robes? He lowered it just in time to see the Professor fall flat on his face.

Then somebody sorta kinda screamed.

So many things happened next. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Kurumi bound for the dragon, and Stella run for the castle. What should he do? Follow Stella? Help Kurumi? Instead he decided to come close to the Professor.

It was then that he spotted the Groundskeeper and the Runes Man come around. Standing aside to let the adults through he milled around like any concerned onlooker wondering at what has come over Williamson. Then he saw the Healer kneel beside the other man and bring a vial under his nose.

Worried blue eyes darted about the barn, the dragon, up the castle and back to the fallen Dragonkeeper.

Was it just his imagination, or did Williamson freeze inexplicably for the second time this lesson? Was he feeling something strange earlier and now his body couldnt take the toll?

"Professors?..." yeah he meant all three of the adults "... Professor Williamson isnt having a heart attack is he?"

The main reason why he didn’t participate in the “oily” activity was because of the possibility that things might get messy—true enough, Roro decided to shower the class with oil. Mordred covered his face as the dragon splashed his oil bath at them. Grimacing, he placed his hand on his head which was now covered in oil…and it didn’t smell good at all. Did the oil come from the Hogwarts Kitchen?

He was so busy with removing the stuff off his head when suddenly Williamson froze and dropped on the floor face down. What did he miss? “Did he just got a waft of Roro’s fart wrath?” he thought and a grin was on his face. The grin faded away instantly when the groundskeeper and the Ancient Runes professor joined them. What was going on? His eyes went back to Williamson. Things went serious when the groundskeeper conjured a Patronus to send a message. He knows those things all too well.

Now that Roro’s daddy is unconscious, they were all somewhat exposed to the dangers of a baby dragon. Now what to do? First. Don’t panic. Dragons hate that. And second, they have to secure Roro. Mordred eyed the stall and the dead ferrets and the Ravenclaw prefect who was teasing Roro to take the bait. Mordred stood up and picked up a dead ferret and stood behind the older student. “Should we lure him back to his stall?” he asked in a whisper making an eye contact with Roro.

Sarah was rathe rsplattered with oil, yet she not the kind to fret over it. There is nothing good bath/shower son't take care of.

"Yeah, I agree with Ella, we should hum something and put the dragon to sleep for a while or at least relax it, as the professor can't control it now. How about 'Twinkle, Twinkle little star? It has worked before." Sarah said nodding to Ella.
Not waiting for an invitation, Sarah started humming.."twinkle, twinkle little star, how I wonder what you are..."

WHAT IN MERLIN'S BEARD IS GOING ON!!

Nigel was so confused and lucky he did not get baby oil all over him.

There was a now lose dragon and a unconscious professor. Nigel had no idea what to do about the professor, but the dragon he was going to help with. Since he helped Ella and their group send the Roro to sleep before he thought why not do it again. He go up and walked over to where Ella was and started humming to try and make Roro fall asleep. He would just let the older students deal with Professor Williamson.

Okay, okay.

Kurumi wasn't really teasing the dragon and if Waylon wasn't, well.. staring at William, trying to figure out just what the heck happened to him, he would have apologized to the girl. Yes, he could see now the reason why her and that Ravenclaw boy were waving the ferret in front of Roro's face. As it was, though, there was just something a little more important than apologies. Like.. who in the name of Merlin was screaming? Did they know nothing about dragons!?

Just about ready to point his wand and silence whoever it was, Waylon turned his head and spotted Oliver. On his behind. Well, he now knew who received the patronus without the warning of oil on the ground. Although, it was probably better that way. Didn't need Cece falling on account of him. "I don't know what happened." And he didn't feel like getting into details about how he was just going to see the dragon and found him on the ground. "And Roro did not do this."

Which, thankfully, Kurumi could vouch for. And she also knew what happened.

He shot a glance towards Oliver before turning back to the Prefect. "He just.. froze?" That was.. weird. "What was he doing before he froze?" Waylon did see the wand in Willy's hand. Maybe a spell backfired. That could happen, right? And maybe he should stop asking the girl questions. She was busy.




Thank Merlin Cece made it! Who, even though he had told her to watch out for the slippery oil on the ground, still managed to slip.

And, as much as he wanted to stay there and wait to see what was wrong with his friend, hearing the Healer accuse Oliver of doing something marked his cue to leave. Not the barn, just.. away from them. Plus, he really did need to get the dragon into his stall.

Giving Oliver an almost apologetic look, Waylon stood up and carefully made his way closer to Roro. And the ferret waving students.



As he made his way closer to the ferret waving students, Waylon heard Vickers call out and he raised his eyebrows at his question. He was no Healer by any means, but he was more than sure that what happened to William had nothing to do with his heart.

"No." And that was good enough answer for him.



Oh, goodness.

As more and more students began to speak up and ask questions, Waylon had almost enough sense to just dismiss them all. Only a few of them were actually helping, and really. He didn't think they all needed to see William the way he was. If Cece's smelling salts didn't work, they would have no choice. He just.. didn't want William to wake up and expect to go back to teaching afterwards. Which was something he would probably do. Considering the class was on the dragon.

"Humming could work." he nodded his head slowly at Ella and Sarah, but gave Mordred a look. No.. no. "You have to make sure he's calm before you lure him anywhere." Merlin, that was just what they needed. A passed out whatever he was doing Care of Magical Creatures Professor, and a trampled student. No.

Moving closer to the dragon, Waylon slowly raised his hand out towards him. Yes, friendly dragon likes to be pet? You're not worrying about your daddy who is laying on the ground, right?

Were the kids still waving those ferrets? One-handed Waylon did not sound good. At all.

Laura looked at the Professor and smiled. "No we shouldn't hum we should sing maybe then Roro will go to sleep?"

Alyssa couldn't believe what was happening. First Professor Williamson was teaching them how to massage the oil into RoRO and next thing she knew, he was flat face down on the floor.

Thankfully Mr. Murdoch, the groundskeeper showed up and he sent for help and soon Professor Jenkins and then the Healer. 'Wow those patronuses are amazing.'

Alyssa watched as they worked to make sure that Professor Williamson was alright but now they had something to worry about. RoRo. She listened as students gave suggestions how they could calm RoRo down.

"I agree we need to first calm him down before trying to move him anywhere. We can't put him to sleep because then we won't be able to move him. That would require someone or a group of us to help levitate him back to his stall." Alyssa looked around to see who would volunteer to do that or maybe one of the teaching staff would be able to do it once they were done working on Professor Williamson.

But for now, she decided that until there were enough people to help levitate Roro back to her stall, she would join Ella and Sarah to help calm the baby dragon first and started humming Twinkle Twinkle Little Star along with them.

Silvia had just gotten back to her seat when Roro decided it would be fun to splash everyone with baby oil. The front of Silvia's clothes were now almost soaked with it. Well, at least it was only baby oil and not something like mud, although oil would be the more dangerous of the two if Roro knew how to breath fire. She looked towards the professor, wondering if he would do something or if a simple cleaning spell would suffice.

But something happened. Professor Williamson froze up and collapsed onto the floor. NO! What was going on? First Professor Vindictus and now Professor Williamson. Were the two incidents connected? Silvia had a feeling that they were; after all, what were the chances? Her Head of House might be a bit old, but Williamson was still pretty young and seemed healthy.

She stood up from her seat. What were they going to do? Luckily it seemed the Gryffindor Prefect took charge. Good. Silvia was good at remaining calm, but she wasn't normally the take-charge type; not to mention she was only a second year and should probably leave the older students to take responsibility. But she would help if she could.

Taking the few steps from her second row seat towards the front she said, "I can help if you need me to do something." Silvia made sure to stand aside as several professors arrived at the scene. She looked back and forth between the fallen professor and the baby dragon. The nurse probably would rather not have curious little students crowding in, so she guessed she would just have to help the other students with Roro, unless someone asked her to do differently. Taking a cue from some of the other students, she began to hum softly.

Oh. My. Merlin.

Was Williamson angry? Elijah got the impression he must have been angry. It had just been an accident. He was definitely over reacting. I mean, he had only risked dropping a heavy, full bucket on top of a baby dragon - no big deal at all.

Elijah decided it was best not to respond. Not even to say sorry. He imagined that if he were to utter even one word the Professor would be using the torture chamber in the detention hall for a more literal interpretation of it's name.

He walked back to his bale of hay, pouting his most gorgeous pout and took his seat beside Sophie once more. He desperately wanted to turn to her and try and get some pity from her, but he was way too frightened to even whisper lest his EX-bro overhear.



What Elijah found unfair, however, was that the Professor seemed to be giving the impression the bath time being over was ENTIRELY his fault and now people were staring. And not staring at him in the way that he liked. One particular 'Puff was glaring at him so hard that he thought her eyeballs might pop out. But again, he was too scared to tell her to back off unless Williamson peeled off his flesh.



Roro seemed completely fine after all that had happened. He wasn't traumatised in the SLIGHTEST, so why on Earth was Professor Williamson determined to make Elijah traumatised? He was maybe a little too obsessed with this dragon.

He had been sitting for no more than five minutes when the little horror decided to start SPLASHING about the entire place. The walls, ceiling, floor and everyone in the barn was practically dripping with oil after the little pest was done having it's fun. Elijah was half tempted to throw a stone at him.

Dripping with oil was NOT an attractive look. Although, he wore it better than most.



Oh yes, Williamson! Just you laugh it off. What your little bratty HOOLIGAN just did was absolutely HILARIOUS. It was as if he really was the dragon's parent. It was just like in shopping centres when parents would let their children run riot wrecking the place and they would simply turn to you and say, 'They can be so funny sometimes.'

NO.

NOT FUNNY.

BEING UNATTRACTIVE WAS NOT A LAUGHING MATTER.

Neither was the Professor freezing all of a sudden and then falling...? Wha? What just happened, here?



The Gryffindor Prefect was the first to take action, grabbing one of the dead ferrets and using it to distract the dragon from the fact that his master had just collapsed. He didn't imagine the dragon would take too kindly to that fact. Elijah just hoped he didn't think it was one of them that had done it to Williamson and lash out at them.

She directed for someone to go get help and another to check on Williamson. Elijah decided to do neither. Instead he felt the need to clarify some things. "I would just like to make it VERY clear. That that was not me. I did NOT do that. I know i've screwed up a few times this lesson and he was sooooo unjustifiably angry with me, but I did NOT kill him."

Kill him? The words came out of his mouth before he could stop himself. Maybe not the most respectful choice considering that there was a chance the Professor could be dead.

Within ten minutes the Groundskeeper had turned up, managed to summon the Ancient Runes Professor and the Healer and students were now humming to a bloomin' FREE AND LOOSE DRAGON.

Only at Hogwarts.

Elijah decided to stay as FAR away from the dragon as possible. I think he had proven enough this lesson that he was not apt at caring for such a creature and he was certain his unbelievable good looks wouldn't be of any help coercing a dragon.

Instead, he set about making Williamson as comfortable as possible whilst the staff worked out what was wrong with him. He bundled up a bunch of hay and laid it underneath the man's head (or as much as he could do considering his frozen state). Williamson MAY have shouted at him unnecessarily and it very well could be karma behind this freezing thing, but he had still been a Bro at one point, so Elijah should help. "Anything else I can do to assist, Professors?"

Being helpful = attractive

Laura looked around and wondered if she should tell the Professor something, she was scared that the Dragon would send out some fire if it was scared and they were all covered in oil and the floor was covered in oil surely the two of them shouldn't mix, it would be a disaster.

Laura looked around to see if Ella or Sophie was around she wanted to talk to them both if they were but well would they hear her if she shouted.

Oliver had to refrain from rolling his eyes. Of course they would stick up for the dragon. He expected nothing less from Waylon, he was as bad as Willy when it came to creatures. Ano no doubt Kurumi had been brainwashed as well into thinking how great they were as well.

Well let's see what happens when Roro gets really big and really hungry and pets start going missing. Let's see how great a dragon is then. But he bit back all those retorts, now was not the time.

"Well people just don't keel over for no reason." Especially ones that were as young as William and he might have said more but never got the chance because she arrived.

And he was almost about to give her a hand seeing how she nearly fell on top of him but of course she had to go and open that mouth of hers and Oliver gave her a murderous look.

She could say what she liked about him but he would NEVER do anything to put his mate in danger. "Don't even start Tillstorm. I would never...just fix him alright." She was the healer after all. That was her job.

Calming down just a little, Oliver became acutely aware that there was a barn full of students and a baby dragon. Not good. He glanced back at Waylon. "You go take care of the dragon. Get the students to help you. Cece and I will take care of William."

Surely the two of them could work together for five minutes without killing each other.

Okay so Mr. Murdoch had given Ella the thumbs up to hum so she continued doing so, with the help of several of her classmates. The fact that Professor Williamson was out cold and Baby Roro was none the wiser was the only thing keeping the second year calm at the moment. If the dragon started to freak, she knew everybody would be in serious trouble. Best to keep him as comfy and calm as possible.

When Mr. Murdoch went to touch the dragon, Ella looked at him with alarm. Roro hadn't liked it when Alyssa touched him. In fact, he had knocked Alyssa to the ground. She didn't want another knocked out adult so she decided to warn him...quietly. "Um Mr. Murdoch, Roro didn't really like it when Alyssa touched him...I don't think he likes anything coming near his neck or face." At least that was how it seemed when they were walking the creature. Better to be safe than sorry.

Lily sat off to the side while several people were helping wash Roro. She just didn't really feel like being completely splattered with oil...until Roro decided that everyone should be coated in oil... Slowly, as if it would get her even dirtier, the ravenclaw took off her outer robe and started wiping her face off with the inside of it. It certainly seemed like as soon as she got out of here, a shower was in order...

After wiping off her face, she noticed that professor Williamson had frozen...and fallen.... Almost immediately, the little redhead curled up into a ball on the haybale she was sitting on, and rocked back and forth slowly...not saying anything, just rocking. This was waaaay not cool. It was bad enough with Professor Vindicus... this was just bad...

Could they like...go back to their common rooms now...where it was safe...?

All of sudden the Professor just fell in mid sentence what was going on at Hogwarts!! People were freezing and she was forgeting things a trait not like Nerida. Hearing that they had to calm down Roro. She walked over to the group of hummers and began humming with them. So they had to calm little Roro down. She would just keep on humming until little Roro fell alseep and they could leviatate him or one of the staff could. Which ever was fine with her, as long as Roro was safe. She took a peak over at the Professors and the healer. Hadnt another Professor done this too...Oh yeah it was Professor Vindicus... Two Professors and students were doing it too... Could we lure him to his stall with the ferrets?

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It took her no time at all to make her way to the CoMC barn when Cece heard that something was wrong with William. Not only was he a colleague of hers, he was also her friend who looked to be out cold there on the floor.

WHOA!

Almost losing her balance on the slippery ground Cece grabbed onto the person nearest her. Oliver. "What have you done this time Oliver?" That's right, she was accusing him of this whole mess. Probably another one of his practical jokes gone bad.

Not waiting for Professor Jokes A Lot to answer she knelt down next to William and quickly checked his vitals.

PHEW!

Still breathing.

Having a sinking feeling this wasn't going to work she pulled out her trusty bottle of smelling salts and ran it under his nose. 'Please let this work. Don't be like Max.'

WAKE UP!

Completely and utterly oblivious to the chaos around him, William could have been sleeping peacefully were it not for the large bump on his forehead and the awkward positioning of his body. He didn't stir when Waylon arrived, he didn't move when Oliver slid all over the place, he didn't flinch when THAT HUFFLEPUFF placed straw under his head, and he sadly didn't wake up when Cece swirled smelling salts under his nose.

The Care of Magical Creatures professor was definitely down for the count, and it was going to be difficult to discern why.

If Cece wasn't so worried about what was going on with William here she would have noticed Waylon sneaking away... leaving her there with HIM... Oliver, to help her out.

Seriously, did Oliver think that look was going to scare her or what? It's gonna take more than a little look from the likes of you Oliver Jenkins. He may say he had nothing to do with what happened here but she knew that in some way this was ALL his fault. "I haven't even started with you yet Jenkins," she said through clenched teeth. If there weren't students all around she would have unclenched her teeth and really let him have it.

Later. She would have her say with him later. Right now William was her only concern. William, who wasn't waking up. WHY wasn't he waking up? Whatever the reason was she couldn't take care of him out here. No, she needed to get him to the infirmary... NOW!

Pulling her wand out she pointed it at Oliver. "You think you can help me get him to the infirmary?" Or would he prefer staying here telling Waylon what to do?

"Merlin woman, do you like hearing the sound of your own voice?" Oliver gave her another look and if he wasn't such a gentleman, he would have hexed her into the middle of the next week.

He could tell by the look on her face that she was still blaming him for this. Pfft...he had just arrived himself and while he may like to have a joke around here and there, he would never do anything to hurt anyone. Although he was seriously considering changing his mind about that now especially every time she opened her mouth.

Oliver ignored the wand pointed at him. She would be sorry if she even attempted to do anything to him. He merely rolled his eyes, gave his wand a flick and levitated his best friend about three feet in the air. "You think you can stop nagging long enough to find out what's wrong with William?" He knew that would be hard for her.

"I think that's a good idea if levitating him won't work,'' Jory agreed with Nerida's suggestion. "Roro could create a fuss if he's levitated, but it isn't a bad idea either.'' The Puff hoped others would ave some suggestions all so.

He joined the others in humming Twinkle twinkle little star.