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Old 07-03-2026, 10:20 PM   #25 (permalink)
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Gryffindor Idris Grunt :: Gryffindor
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Idris was wiggling happily in the spot where he sat. Coffee was attempting to nip his ear, Mr. High and Mighty was looking chillaxed and the other kneazles and knittens had him thinking he had ascended into Furbby Heaven. This lesson had definitely served as a kindle to magnanimously grow his love for these creatures even more!

“Thank you, professor!” The Gryffindor beamed at the man then shifted Coffee to an arm, cradling him like the baby he was. Scratching him under the chin, Iddy began scheming: just how could he sneak Coffee out of here? He eyed his bag. There were treats in there - Nessy’s tuna flavoured ones - and he was quite certain that Coffee would love the scent of them. Id wasn't about to feed the knitten in case it was on a special diet. With Professor Menon being busy gathering up the materials and also occupied by the cutie on his shoulder, Idris began to usher Coffee - who was free of parasites, skin irritations and other bad things - into his bag. He did his best to be subtle, holding a single treat in his hand and moving it closer to his bag leading the knitten along until…

The seventh year froze.

Darn it!

Professor Menon had read his mind.

With a small huff and a whole lot of pouting, Idris abandoned his mission. It was #MissionImpossible, folks! Cradling Coffee in one arm again, he packed up his belongings then stood. “Professor, may I stay behind for a bit to help you round the babies up?” Pretty please? And maybe this could count as credit for his future time with the kneazle cats of the barnyard? You know… instead of him lugging around great sacks of their food?

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