Yes, yes he was taking his fairies along to the bathroom. But there was a perfectly sane (and also sanitary) explanation for this. You see, step one was all about getting to know your fairies and getting the fairies to know you. Well what better way to get used to them if not by taking them along for EVERYTHING. Of course they weren't going inside the stall with him. Merlin no! That'd be weird. But they'd sit on the counter and wait until he was going to wash his hands.

It was perfectly normal. Plus, everyone's gotta go at some point. So according to Zander, this was the perfect way to get used to them being around. He couldn't just hop around the fact that he had to go to the bathroom. He couldn't just leave them outside in the corridor!! So they'd wait by the sink until Zander was ready to run to his next class.

Great wizard-fairy bonding time. They'd love it. The Gryffindor even gave them a little peptalk on their way. Just so things wouldn't get weird or anything. He hadn't been able to figure out if his fairies were both boys, so it would've been uncomfortable without the disclaimer. Either way, he just set the jar on top of the sink counter. And then when he was done washing his hands, he grabbed the jar again and walked out. SEEE? So. Much. Bonding.

Alacer. Alacer. Cutty wondered if the spell had it's origins in Arabic in whole or in part. Should he ask Professor Fuller? If he were being honest with himself, he had sort of maintained a distance from Fuller for his treatment of Tempus and Brown. Fuse that with the water-balloons incident involving the Newell twins and he was reasonably certain that Fuller would or should hold him as a trouble maker. This might have even been how he wanted it. Something to contradict those Professors who held him in high regard. Ya know...mix it up a little.

These and other ridiculous thoughts filled Cutty's mind as he proceeded to tip the bog roll into the toilet and flush. He watched the endless whirl of water as it took down an entire roll of toilet tissue. Photo op time! He took out the camera and snapped a photo. Click!

"Alacer." He said tapping the tip of his wand to the paper and reliving that fine moment again. If only he could've set up the camera to go off just as some poor Hogwartian young man took a seat, relieved and realized that he was only halfway done withe the battle.