 astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK | & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf
Almost more so than any previous term - nothing could really beat out an inferi invasion - this Hufflepuff could not wait to go home. Though it was amazing what the mind could do when it had the proper motivation and truly set its mind to it.
In the wake of Aster's passing, Derf hadn't returned ANY of the bowtruckles to the barn. Partly because they had simply refused to leave him and clung to his robes so feircely that he feared breaking their fingers if he pulled any harder. And there was absolutely no way that he would cast magic on them to accomplish the task. They were not grindylows and he would not treat them as such. Thus they had stayed in his enchanted pocket since that day at the lake. Of course...he had to take a few measures into his own hands and had collected some sticks from the grounds and transfigured them into bowtruckles. They were not perfect...but they did go through the routine of behaving like the creatures and, well, if the man decided he wanted to experiment more...then at least no real bowtruckles would be harmed again. Seeing as that monster masquerading around as a person couldn't tell them apart anyway, the sixth year felt it was a risk worth taking.
As far as he knew...it was paying off.
His badge reluctantly pinned to his robes, Derf found a spot on the bench and slid into his seat very carefully and made sure to pull his robes out from under his bum for some more flexibility in the fabric.
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