No one? NO ONE?

Toddles' face fell as more and more studentsies were no help to poor Toddles and his plight. Toddles had to find HIS Fluffsies! HAD TO! Even Missus Hurry, whom Toddles had thought was a friend to Toddles, was already thinking about something else. A toad of ALL THINGS! Toads were not HIS Fluffsies. Toads were not cute and fluffy and cuddly and loveable and squeaksies and ugly UGLY colors. HIS Fluffsies was perfect!

"Toddles no wants to talk about Cheeksies! Toddles wants to find his Fluffsies!" he barked in elfish high pitchness at the girl.

So it was with a frown that Toddles stomped his elfy feet and turned with a HUFF. The weight of his frozen ear nearly caused him to fall over he was SO distraught. But Toddles' frozen nose and frozen ear didn't bother him. Not really anyway. The PAIN of being separated from his Fluffsies was much much worse.

Not even Misters Abra and Lucas wanted to help Toddles! Toddles knews their family who had been so kind to Hogwarts. Toddles makes sure never to fluff their pillows or iron their robes again! Not that Toddles does these things to begin with; not so good with the ironing, Toddles was not.

STOMPING his feet for a few paces before getting on his hands and knees once again, Toddles LEFT the Gryffindor table in favor of continuing his search ELSEWHERE.