Interesting that. That it might not be something you could be afraid of. He wondered if there were cases in which a wizard mind find his own father protective but a bit scary and thus have his patronus take the shape of a beast that might actually scare him a bit. A small smile was forming on the young wizard's face as he considered the absurdity. Such a condition, he thought was beyond pathetic and it made him snort a bit at it. This was not washed away in time as he looked toward Sophie Brown in time to catch her look toward him. Was she hitting on him again? Merlin! These Hogwarts witches.

But her timing was perfect. As they were asked to begin considering happy thoughts. The Sophsicle went off without a hitch and he was actually quite proud of it. Plus, the look on Toby's face was particularly hilarious. Drawing a hand up to his mouth to stifle the laughter, Cutty took his wand in the other and casted.

He'd stopped his shoulders from shaking and the laughter was only a threat now. He had use of his mouth once again for it was not spilling over his snarky little laughter. "Expecto Patronum." The tip of Cutty's wand leaked the usual ethereal looking whisp of glowing mist and it swirled and thickened into a sheet of the mist.