More armour? YUP. Cleaning the first bit of armour on the third floor had sort of inspired Ella and she made her way down to the second floor, on to the largest and dustiest display of armour she could find.

The blonde stood in front of them with the nozzle of her vacuum in hand, head tilted to the side. These ones were a bit more intimidating, weren't they? ...Not that she was scared. NOPE. Shuffle.

Ahem.

"Alright, you lot. I'm going to have this place cleaned before you can say Merlin's Pajamas! This won't hurt a bit but it might tickle... No promises there." They couldn't like...laugh, could they? Shrug.

TAP! "Vacavus!"

And the vacuum sprung to live, nozzle fighting a bit to get out of Ella's hand. "Okay, okay, I'm going." And the blonde badger carefully and quietly began to vacuum the suits of armour and the cracks inbetween. Anything and everything that she could find with dust on it.

Nerida stood in front of the suits of armour with the nozzle of her vacuum in hand, lots of dust on these things.

With a tap she said, "Vacavus!"

And the vacuum sprung to live, nozzle fighting trying to jump out of Nerida's hand. The blonde Ravenclaw slowly and carefully began to vacuum the suits of armour and behind them, even the cracks between them. Standing on her tiptoes Nerida tried to get the dust on the top of them, the couple inches that she grew over the summer really helped with trying to use the vacuum to suck up the dust.

Anything with dust was going to be vacuumed!

There was barely a soul around as it was lunch time on a nice Sunday. Forrest was dressed in comfortable training trousers and Tottenham Hotspur shirt that always lifted his heart up. After the trauma of learning that he wouldn't be able to watch the games, he almost didn't want to wear anything else as if he was betraying his favourite club. And on this journey too it would escort him. Other than that, he only carried his wand, the vacuum cleaner and some money, in case he might need them to enter somewhere in the castle.

SRSLY.

Cleaning the common room was too mainstream for Professor (upon hearing his glorious success in the Vacavus and Piertotum Locomotor spells, his mother had started calling him by that name and he'd accepted it gladly, making him smile whenever he thought of it) so he'd decided to perform the spell on different territories.

Like this bunch of armours.

He hadn't planned cleaning them, actually, but they looked pretty dusty and they challenged him to approach somehow so... the little man approached. Or better phrased, he gasped dramatically and pressed his back on the wall quickly as if they were his enemy. Then, peeking around the corner at them, he gasped and drew back again like in those Muggle movies he used to watch so dearly. They were the enemy, and he was the hero to save Hogwarts from all the dust, and a hero wouldn't die so... he dashed towards the opposite wall on the corridor and peered again. The armours seemed to be distracted by his absence--this was his chance.

Bringing the hose of the vacuum cleaner and his wand together, he murmured a "Vacavus," as if he was murmuring orders to a friend nearby who would charge with him, and put the wand back inside his pocket.

"Ready!" he yelled in the deserted corridor and ran to the armours with his hose directed at them--sucking off a good deal of dust from the closest armour he charged at. He moved the hose upside down--but he could see the strength of the spell draining with every second.

Dropping the spent vacuum cleaner down, he pressed down on his collar and spoke to the imaginary walkie-talkie. "I need back-up, copy, I need immediate back-up!" The battle was hot, but he had to charge his weapon. So, he brought out his wand and pointed it at the hose when he heard a metallic sound. He didn't pay any attention at first, so was he focused on the recharging his weapon when he smelt metal and--

Screech!

The armour--had moved and--was BENDING. DOWN. ON. HIM! There were only a few centimetres between them and it--it--it was sneering and eyeing him like that! Dropping the vacuum cleaner and his wand right there, he turned to the right and started running until the end of the corridor to the stairs.

He had seen talking portraits but moving armours were too much for his ready-to-be-scared self. The way it looked at him--the eleven year old shuddered as heart was pounding faster than any moment in his life. He was at the stairs only a few moments later as he was convinced that they were pursuing him, and he searched his pocket for his wand to protect him as he'd started down the stairs but--his wand was gone! But of course! He'd left them there! His treasure was enemy's now!

He halted at last and afraid of turning around, just listened. There was no metallic sound to be heard in the castle's silence, and after 30 seconds he had found the courage to turn around.

There was nothing behind him. He frowned and took a few steps up. There still wasn't--in fact, the armour had got back to its standing position and his weapons were there where he'd dropped them. Panting, he took a few steps towards them in the corridor and halted again, watching the armour carefully to see whether they moved again. This went on like this--him advancing with little steps and the armour paying no heed to this little body--until there were three metres between them. His heart was still pounding fast as he eyed the armour carefully. It looked clean and as if it hadn't moved at all. But it did move and--what if this was an ambush? What if it'd catch him the moment he tried to get his weapons and--the corridor was deserted. He truly needed a back up, but he'd be a coward if he called for someone. Nay, he was man enough to face a silly--but how could he, it was all metal and charmed and he was just a human of eleven years old--no, he had to take those back. On count of three, then.

One...

...two...

...three...

He surged forward, taking as big and quick steps as possible, and grabbed at both from wherever he could lay his hands on, and without looking back, he just kept walking until he reached the other stairs. He hadn't stopped once, and only after he was at the stairs could he look back at the armours, marking this spot to never return again.

Peyton needed to work on the Astronomy assignment and she's known this for quite some time now. She's been leaving it for the next day. Then the day after that. And the one after that. Finally, days days later the snake decided it was time to start of her Astronomy assignment.

So with the vacuum tucked under her arm she trudged around the castle looking for filthy places. She didn't need to look much. There was dirt, dust and grime everywhere. Stopping at where the suit of armors would have, at one time, sparkled in the light, now stood dull and sad looking.

Brandishing her wand she said, "Vacavus!"

The vacuum hummed to life. Raising the nozzle up and raising herself on her tip toes, she started at the head of the armor--

It moved.

Peyton gasped in brief surprised. Cool. Hehe. She attempted it again and the suit of armor moved. Oh, so it wanted to get cleaned the hard way, eh? Okay. Peyton took the hose in her hand and stuck it under the armor's arms, then did a sweeping motion with the nozzle on its front and then, accidentally - not really - banged the armor's head.

Well, that's as clean as it was going to get. SHRUG.

Dylan continued his trek up, stopping this time at a group of statues on the Second Floor. Others had already been here...He could tell because it wasn't as dirty as it probably could have been...There were still things he could do, though. Still dirt and debris he could suck up...

Moving towards a section of armored statues that looked as if they hadn't been touched at all, the Slytherin whipped out his wand. "Vacavus!" After tapping the vacuum to life, he was off. Instead of focusing on floors and walls this time, though...he really got into the armor, moving the nozzle over their metal-plated forms. The suction sound was satisfying as it began sucking the dust and dirt from the surfaces.

Naturally, he had to stop several times to recast "Vacavus!"...but that was to be expected. Professor Flamsteed had mentioned when things ran on magic, one would have to keep giving it power. Just like muggle things...Only these didn't have power cords that could endlessly feed them energy from an outlet.

They were the outlets!

After the first piece of armor, the others in this particular grouping seemed easy enough. It was mindless work, really...and he let his wonder while he completed it.

SCUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUULP SCULP!

Feeling satisfied with the pieces of armor he'd just cleaned, he carried on...Leaving to visit another area.

Tumplin was simply dragging her bag behind her down the hallway. It was heavy! And to think, she had another flight of tricky stairs to climb!

The goblin stopped on her way at each and every suit of armour, tossing them into her carpet bag.

The second floor was not a place where she was often, it was er dusty and a little boring, but now that she was a member of the Dust Buster Team she wanted to see if it was dirty here, she didn’t wanted to start cleaning, this floor was the responsibility from somebody else, but taking a look was no problem.

But what were all the noises she heard? The young girl stepped curious forward and saw… The goblin? “He, what are you doing?!” Yelled Sonea.

Cake was the only legit reason to get up and leave the common room, especially when she'd have to PAY to get back in.

Cat was also another legit reason.

Blue had gotten a tad lost on the way down, no thanks to you moving staircases. Whoever had been the genius that came up with THOSE was in for a world of pain once Blue got a hold of 'em. The fourth year peered down the hall looking for a certain Snake. Nope. No sign. LATE. Blue fixed on a disappointed expression and leaned against the wall, watching the corridor.

Being fashionably late is so out of season, Caterina.

Cat was most definitely fashionably late. She seemed to have a problem with being late in general, something always seemed to happen to deter her from arriving on time. Plus, she was always fashionable, thank you for noticing, Blue.

"I know, I know." She could SEE the look from across the hall. Cat power!walked the remainder of the way and held the cake out in front of her as a peace sign. Ooooh. Smell the cake.. the chocolatey deliciousness. "I'm late."

And fashionable.

Oh well THANKS FOR FINALLY SHOWING UP, Caterina. Hmph.

Blue tossed her hair and lifted her chin up, eyeing her fellow fourth year. "You're late." Even though Cat had already said it (she needed to be reminded) Blue'd only turned up a second beforehand. Well, what Cat didn't know couldn't hurt her, right? Cake. She could SMELL it from all the way over here. "I'm not sure I want it now." Hair!flip. Lies of course. "It might spoil my dinner." But she took the plate anyway and slid down till she was sitting on the floor.

Heavy sigh. "I SUPPOSE you can sit with me." She patted the cold stone beside her, indicating that Cat should, in fact, sit with her. Blue glanced down. "Cute shoes." Guess she managed to be fashionable AND late. Not cool, bro. Not cool. It was much harder to be annoyed when all she was thinking about was how yummy this cake smelled and how she simply HAD to get Cat to give her a loan at some point of that pair of footwear.

Weeellllll...

Cat just smiled, "For a very important date." Uh huh. She was late, she got it, thank you Blue! She shook her head, "You know you totally want this cake. You'd have to be deaf and blind and unable to smell if you didn't." Really. It was CAKE. She handed over the cake and the fork before sitting down as requested, or sort of requested anyway.

"Oh thanks." Cat looked at her shoes to remember which ones she was wearing before turning her eyes back to Blue. "You okay?" Cause like, teasing aside, Blue seemed to be sort of annoyed about something. Or maybe she just REALLY didn't like it when people were late?

Possibly.

She did brighten slightly at the 'very important'ness of the date. Nod nod nod. "Too true." Blue was going to drop the whole lateness thing because technically she'd been late too. Plus, she was sliiiightly worried Cat was going to keep the cake all to herself. She took a large sniiiiiiff. "Thankfully I'm not any of those things." She patted the ground again, this time much less demanding with a puppy-dog face saying 'PLEEEEEEEEEEASE' instead of scowling.

Much prettier and cake-worthy.

"Yeeeahhh, I'm fine. You're not really late, you know. Well, you are but I couldn't find my spork and got trapped on the moving staircases." But all was well, dear Catrina. She held up the plastic utensil she'd been given at the beginning of the year to prove it. "And I'm jealous of your feet. They're really very nice shoes. ...What size are you?" Because she'd surely be raiding your shoe wardrobe-closet-thing this Summer at some point.

Cake now? Pleeeeease?

Minerva was skipping around the castle. She just didn't feel like going outside. Making her way around the castle she came to the suit of armor room. She hadn't been here in forever. Shrugging she walked in and froze shocked to see the room almost empty. Oh that's right she frowned as she remembered the goblins had been all over the school, not just the tea room and Healer Tillstorms office.

There were a few still there though and Minerva went over to look at them. What year had it been that she came in here and why hadn't she been in here since. This was a unique room and she enjoyed staring at the armor.

Wait didn't she have something she needed to be doing. Minerva thought for a moment feeling like something about the armor made her think of it. Did the armor have special remembering abilities. Pulling her shoulder bag off her shoulder Min flipped through her to do list she had on her parchment, oh that's what it was.

Pulling out her Arithmancy parchment she jotted down some notes, she was so confused by that lesson, but what she got from it was that things that had halves seemed to be golden ratio. Like the faces she remembered something about the lines. So if that was the case or if she was even a little close than the armor would have to be a golden ratio. Putting that down she at least hoped it would be right.

Cat planted herself next to Blue, "I'm very glad that you found your spork." She wouldn't have put it past her if she was late though, she did tend to run on the late side of things.

She nodded to Blue. She should commence cake eating. Cat didn't mind. GO FOR IT. "You're jealous of my feet?" She studied her shoes for a moment, "Well, if these weren't my shoes, I'd be jealous too. They're one of my favorites. Maybe I should have gotten more than one pair, you know, in case something happens to these ones." Like getting stolen by a certain Blue person. Hehhehe. "Six and a half, almost seven but not quite. I think it's on account of how I'm not super tall." She was still holding out hope that maybe she'd grow a LITTTLEEE taller. Just a little, come on.

Did she mention how much she loved this charms homework??? It gave her even more of an excuse to spend her time down in the kitchen getting ice-cream. Sure she was meant to be giving it to someone but that didn't mean she couldn't help herself to a bowl while she was down there!

Lex waited by the suits of armor for Lottie to show up. She'd made the PERFECT ice-cream for her, like legit! It had raspberry and vanilla as the base flavours, nuts, that raspberry syrup she was telling her about, there might have been some smaaaall bits of chocolate sprinkled in there too but she figured Lottie hadn't had chocolate in a while so maybe she might have been in the mood for it??

HOPEFULLY!!

Lex paced back and forth, growing more impatient by the second. Maybe sending Felix to find her with a note asking to meet her here wasn't such a good idea--what if he just headed straight for the owlery?

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Did she mention how much she loved this charms homework??? It gave her even more of an excuse to spend her time down in the kitchen getting ice-cream. Sure she was meant to be giving it to someone but that didn't mean she couldn't help herself to a bowl while she was down there!

Lex waited by the suits of armor for Lottie to show up. She'd made the PERFECT ice-cream for her, like legit! It had raspberry and vanilla as the base flavours, nuts, that raspberry syrup she was telling her about, there might have been some smaaaall bits of chocolate sprinkled in there too but she figured Lottie hadn't had chocolate in a while so maybe she might have been in the mood for it??

HOPEFULLY!!

Lex paced back and forth, growing more impatient by the second. Maybe sending Felix to find her with a note asking to meet her here wasn't such a good idea--what if he just headed straight for the owlery?

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Yeah, EXCELLENT idea. Sending a kneazle with a liking for small pets to search for a friend who has a pygmy puff. Brilliant. It could only come from Lex. Not to mention Lottie's pygmy puff was BRIGHT pink, so it was pretty noticeable, especially for a hunter like Felix. Though, Mags was incredibly fast and could get away (she's done so before), but that was not the point.

"So, Felix almost ate Mags." Not really, but it sounded like an awesome opening line. And her blue eyes scanned her friend's face for a reaction. "Almost, thanks to Mags' speed."

So, you wanted Lottie here, Lex? The location seemed rather odd, almost as if they were going to spy on someone, or discuss people while making sure no one hears. GRANTED, this looked more like she was being summoned and Lottie wasn't sure how she felt about that.

Oh?

Lex whipped around at the sound of the voice, her expression falling a bit. Right. Felix. Mags. Small snack. Not kneazle food. "I...well...good on Mags for being so fast!" Maybe she could grin this off? Yeah...that's what she'd do, just stand here and grin hoping Mags carried no hard feelings.

"I am sorry though." Even an apology! Anyone else would have gotten an indifferent shrug for being so careless with their pet but see...she was the one who sent the kneazle...and this was her best friend's pet. This all made a difference, yup. It did. Er....question though...

Lex paused to look around, walked behind Lottie to look too but still nothing. "Um...where is Felix?"

He was meant to walk back with her.

The ice-cream in her hands were forgotten--not to worry it wouldn't melt, she used that charm they learned in class on it. For now, her predator was loose.

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Oh?

Lex whipped around at the sound of the voice, her expression falling a bit. Right. Felix. Mags. Small snack. Not kneazle food. "I...well...good on Mags for being so fast!" Maybe she could grin this off? Yeah...that's what she'd do, just stand here and grin hoping Mags carried no hard feelings.

"I am sorry though." Even an apology! Anyone else would have gotten an indifferent shrug for being so careless with their pet but see...she was the one who sent the kneazle...and this was her best friend's pet. This all made a difference, yup. It did. Er....question though...

Lex paused to look around, walked behind Lottie to look too but still nothing. "Um...where is Felix?"

He was meant to walk back with her.

The ice-cream in her hands were forgotten--not to worry it wouldn't melt, she used that charm they learned in class on it. For now, her predator was loose.

It was sort of evil, but that expression was totally worth it. Lottie was not truly concerned about Mags, the pygmy puff had skills, but the look on Lex's face...yeah, now Lottie felt bad. OR NOT, because Lex was just back to grinning after just a few seconds. So, yeah, worth it. Lex could take it.

"Right? She's so lucky she's fast." BEAM. And so are you, Lex. Very lucky. Otherwise it's dead kneazle time.

Awww. "It's okay, though. No harm done. Apology accepted." More smiling on her behalf. It was all good because nothing had happened. But then, her eyes fell on the ice cream. It was untouched. Why was Lex going around with untouched ice cream? That's like going around with untouched chocolate. Almost impossible.

And...why was she looking in the direction Lottie had come from? "Oh, Felix is...," NOT coming behind her? WHERE did he goooo? Blink. "...er, he was following me...," uh-oh. Blink.

Grinning WORKED, it totally did. Neither Mags nor Lottie was yelling at her about a life and death battle with her kneazle. This was a success if only a small one. "I'm inclined to think Felix is luckier than her." Mhm. "I imagine him being turned into something quite painful if you were to lose your pygmy puff." And he'd deserve it too but as his kneazle mummy she had to be sympathetic toward him in all things.

So yes, poor Felix.

The grin got wider, her apology was accepted. This was all grand except for...well...

"He was?" So he'd started back with her but just decided to not turn up. Uh-huh...that wouldn't end well. She tried to think this through, maybe he went back to the Common Room? No? "Where did he find you?" That would help, maybe there was a quick meal near Lottie?

"Oh but before I forget! This is for yoooou. Made specially with you in mind!!' BEAM. Give ice-cream now, worry about kneazle later.

Besides, what's the worst thing he could eat?

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Grinning WORKED, it totally did. Neither Mags nor Lottie was yelling at her about a life and death battle with her kneazle. This was a success if only a small one. "I'm inclined to think Felix is luckier than her." Mhm. "I imagine him being turned into something quite painful if you were to lose your pygmy puff." And he'd deserve it too but as his kneazle mummy she had to be sympathetic toward him in all things.

So yes, poor Felix.

The grin got wider, her apology was accepted. This was all grand except for...well...

"He was?" So he'd started back with her but just decided to not turn up. Uh-huh...that wouldn't end well. She tried to think this through, maybe he went back to the Common Room? No? "Where did he find you?" That would help, maybe there was a quick meal near Lottie?

"Oh but before I forget! This is for yoooou. Made specially with you in mind!!' BEAM. Give ice-cream now, worry about kneazle later.

Besides, what's the worst thing he could eat?

For once, Lex was right. SMIRK. True. Felix's fate would be a terrible one for sure. So he was the lucky one, actually, though Mags was only lucky for her speed, Felix was also lucky because of that. Lottie was probably worse than Ivy Knox. Or a mini Ivy Knox. "Sadly, that is true." So, the kneazle better watch out.

The girl nodded, "Yes, he was following me. It was rather odd, it's not something he usually does. He probably thought Mags was still with me." But NO. Mags was safe in her dormitory, and Felix..., "Well, he found me in the corridor near the kitchen...so Mags went in the common room, but he stayed with me," she'd seen the feline following her and they both reached the first floor. And she was pretty sure he'd been behind her just now...maybe he was just hiding.

Oh? "The ice cream is for me?" BEAM! This is why it was great to have friends with predators. "Thank you, Lex!" And she took the bowl. It was for her after all. And if Lex wanted some..., "You could duplicate the spoon if you want some." And the bowl, too, probably. "What makes it special?" Curious, mmhmm.

See that right there? That was confirmation that Lex needed to have a nice talk with that kneazle...you know...when she eventually found him. Note to self. Learn to do a patronus. It would carry a message without looking for a snack afterwards. "Would it be something neat though?? Like a pitch fork?? I had one of those the other day...the people around me seemed worried." Like she would have gotten them with it. Pffft. Her aim was excellent. Still, Felix as a pitchfork seemed quite useful, 'cept he wouldn't be able to cuddle.

....Hmm...on second thought...maybe not?

And that was odd. Near the kitchen but Mags was back in the dorm. He wouldn't have been able to get to her and he must have known that too so it ruled out there..."Uh-huh, should be fine. You didn't see anything that might classify as prey on your way up, right?" That was important too. So long as he found nothing to make him happy he'd come looking for her so it was back to Lottie and her ice-cream.

Lex BEAMed. "You're welcome! It's Knox's homework! Give a bowl of ice-cream to a friend!" There was nodding and more beaming. "It's special though because I picked all the ingredients while thinking about what you'd like as opposed to what I want you to want. See, it has raspberry icing and that raspberry syrup, plus some nuts for texture and a bit of chocolate to remind you of me." GRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIN.

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See that right there? That was confirmation that Lex needed to have a nice talk with that kneazle...you know...when she eventually found him. Note to self. Learn to do a patronus. It would carry a message without looking for a snack afterwards. "Would it be something neat though?? Like a pitch fork?? I had one of those the other day...the people around me seemed worried." Like she would have gotten them with it. Pffft. Her aim was excellent. Still, Felix as a pitchfork seemed quite useful, 'cept he wouldn't be able to cuddle.

....Hmm...on second thought...maybe not?

And that was odd. Near the kitchen but Mags was back in the dorm. He wouldn't have been able to get to her and he must have known that too so it ruled out there..."Uh-huh, should be fine. You didn't see anything that might classify as prey on your way up, right?" That was important too. So long as he found nothing to make him happy he'd come looking for her so it was back to Lottie and her ice-cream.

Lex BEAMed. "You're welcome! It's Knox's homework! Give a bowl of ice-cream to a friend!" There was nodding and more beaming. "It's special though because I picked all the ingredients while thinking about what you'd like as opposed to what I want you to want. See, it has raspberry icing and that raspberry syrup, plus some nuts for texture and a bit of chocolate to remind you of me." GRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIN.

Consider Lottie's eyebrow raised. When has Lex held a pitch fork? Was this during the adventures with Firth thing? Or some assignment? Either way, Lex was wrong about this. "Well, first, NO. Nothing neat." That wasn't the point. "And definitely not a pitch fork." Sometimes she wondered how her best friend's mind actually worked. Lottie still smiled.

Yup. Mags was safe. Felix, well, we don't know. Hmmmmm, Lottie thought for a moment..., "There were some birds...," WHERE exactly, Lottie? "...outside the windows by the stairs...," in THIS floor, sooo..., "...maybe they distracted Felix?" That's all she could think of. Other than that her trip had been pretty quiet.

Knox! Well, of course. Lottie liked Ivy Knox. Even if she knew the woman was one they had to look out for. But she was Lotus-approved.

As Lex explained what this ice cream contained, Lottie's smile just grew bigger and bigger. "I haven't had chocolate in a while...," and she tried the ice cream RIGHT THERE, because why not? And it was...actually good. You know, L-squared should totally be business partners. Mixing drinks and ice cream flavors. Yup. They'd do brilliantly. "...and it is delicious!" But, like, any ice cream would be, right? Probably not.

Lex's face fell again. Nothing neat? Then what was the point of transfiguri--OH YEAH, because he would have eaten her kneazle. For a minute she forgot that was the point in Lottie raising a wand to him in the first place. All good now, they were on the same page again. "Right...right...nothing neat. That wouldn't be a punishment. You could turn him into a pygmy puff...?" Or would it be too soon? Probably.

bdvkgfkgfk!!!! "That's it! Must be!!" Lex was practically bouncing now. Felix wasn't easily distracted, nah, he had more of a head on his shoulders than she did BUT birds DID have the ability to stop him in his tracks...luckily he was the smart kind of kneazle who wouldn't jump through the window after them. She could stop worrying now--unless those bird did belong to someone....HOPEFULLY NOT THE GROUNDS KEEPER!

Oh oh oh! She was RIGHT. Lottie hadn't had any chocolate in a while. This was a good call on her part and she was BEAMing even MORE. The ice-cream was done right! Eeep!! "Glad you like it! Now come on, I've got a kneazle to go rescue."

Rescuing him from himself of course. She did this often.

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Lex's face fell again. Nothing neat? Then what was the point of transfiguri--OH YEAH, because he would have eaten her kneazle. For a minute she forgot that was the point in Lottie raising a wand to him in the first place. All good now, they were on the same page again. "Right...right...nothing neat. That wouldn't be a punishment. You could turn him into a pygmy puff...?" Or would it be too soon? Probably.

bdvkgfkgfk!!!! "That's it! Must be!!" Lex was practically bouncing now. Felix wasn't easily distracted, nah, he had more of a head on his shoulders than she did BUT birds DID have the ability to stop him in his tracks...luckily he was the smart kind of kneazle who wouldn't jump through the window after them. She could stop worrying now--unless those bird did belong to someone....HOPEFULLY NOT THE GROUNDS KEEPER!

Oh oh oh! She was RIGHT. Lottie hadn't had any chocolate in a while. This was a good call on her part and she was BEAMing even MORE. The ice-cream was done right! Eeep!! "Glad you like it! Now come on, I've got a kneazle to go rescue."

Rescuing him from himself of course. She did this often.

NOT NICE either, Lex. She was better off just smiling and apologizing. Lottie wouldn't turn the kneazle into a smaller creature that was just as cuddly as himself. And pygmy puffs were kind of neat, so, yeah. She'll probably turn him into a rock and have him rest with the Giant Squid in the lake or up at Airey's office. There was a small chance that Lex thought that would be neat too, so Lottie merely shook his head. "Let's just hope it doesn't happen." Yup.

BEAM. Was it the birds, then? See? The third year Hogwartian was so glad to be of help just now.

"But...," rescue missions? Lotus Wisteria was eating an ice cream. A delicious one at that. She was in no place for rescue missions. NONE. "...yeah, sure, we'll go." She would be doing nothing, by the way, she'd just eat her ice cream in peace.

And so she went with Lex, to make sure Felix was alright and hadn't harmed anything or anyone.