 The Embley Bear
Lupin laughed lightly when Nicnevin too threw her seaweed at Padfoot. He had warmed up considerably, or perhaps he was simply numb, either way it was better than freezing.
He jerked back when Nicnevin launched herself at him. "Well, madam," he said extravagantly, "Not all of us can get seaweed. So, it's not fair that you can get it." There was a slight huffy edge in his voice but his silly grin gave him away.
I'm having an off month. Don't sweat it. |