 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ Claimed by Bits ❤️ ~ Queen of Typos ❄ Magical Mosh Pit ❄
Professor Burbage had only just voiced her wish for assistance from Dad E when Id heard the gasp. He followed the sound by looking in its direction in time to see Paul hitting the wall. “Paully! Are you okay?” Did he need his back rubbed if he hit it with exceptional force? Probably not since the boyfriend was busy rolling up the blanket. Nes, on the other hand, was busy surveying Paul for whatever reason Idris could not explain. Maybe the pink furbaby was concerned too.
Idris’ relief about Paul’s wellbeing was short lived. Dread settled over him for it hadn’t occurred to him that there could be something wrong with Paul. Just the thought of it made him want to cry. Such was his distress that he forgot to pout at Dad E about being unable to accompany Paul to the Hospital Wing. Instead, he nodded at the man and Professor Burbage before slinging his bag over a shoulder and holding out his arms to Nes. The kneazle-cat gave Paul a smack on the hand before bounding into Id’s arms. “I’ll see you in a bit then, Paully.”
As the Gryffindor got to his feet, he was brought out of his devastating thoughts by Burbage’s words to Dad E. Was she… was she asking him on a date? Despite what was going on in his head, he sniggered slightly but then managed to turn it into a cough. Wait until he told Dad D about this! They would be amused too. “Rory, I have to make a stop but I’ll catch up with you and Oreo later, okay?” Because Id wanted mainly to talk about his fears to the other parental figure in his life. And maybe cry in the confines of their office if he needed to. With that, Id hurried down the corridor. |