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Wanting very much to slouch in his chair - but also fearing that he would slide right off it - the professor straightened his back and temporarily enjoyed the slightly more youthful appeal that came with his polyjuiced body. Even if it wasn't exactly how the Slytherin had probably intended...but it was serving as a temporary cure.
Somewhat.
Not that he would recommend everyone go out and brew a Polyjuice Potion. Stuff tasted horrendous.
His head snapped around with Jarvey spoke to him. Warming up? What? "No, this is MY seAt," he honked. Oh sweet solstice could he not with this prepubescent voice? "Don't get your diaper in a twist."
And he saw those looks, Seren. SAW THEM!
It was finally the end of the term yet there still wasn't a cure for this ridiculous aging problem.
Cece hated the idea of sending everyone home looking the way they did, but there was nothing she could do about it. Not even those worthless ministry healers had been able to help. And those healers from St. Mungos. She was starting to think they were just as useless.
With a heavy heart and a forced smile on her
still perfect face, she made her way into the Great Hall only to find...
ONE OF HER STUDENTS AT THE STAFF TABLE!
This was
totally unacceptable. She would NOT have any of her students at the table causing problems. And did he just disrespect Professor Thompson?
UNACCEPTABLE!
Instead of making her way to her own end of the table, she went straight to Flamsteed's seat and stood behind it.
"Cutty Mordaunt! I do not now, nor have I ever tolerated disrespect from students! You WILL apologize to Professor Thompson for the way you just spoke to him. You will also leave this table and go sit at your own house table like the rest of the students are doing." She glanced out at the Slytherin table just to make sure the rest of her snakes were behaving themselves. She then looked back down at the student in front of her.
"Unless of course you want to spend you last night here in a detention. With me."
That's right. Term may be over, but those snakes were still hers until they boarded that train tomorrow morning.