It took everything in his power to prevent himself from snickering at her fussiness. Her maid? The pig? He redirected his gaze for a moment, hoping the amusement in his eyes wouldn't be so apparent.
"It's just transfiguration, I'm sure it's not—"
Her spiel continued on despite his attempts to speak over her, but her final words—which arguably should have been her first—caused him to take an immediate step int he direction of the fleeing culprit before he thought otherwise. He glanced back at her, and then down at the pig of a maid—literally.
"Which do you feel is more important: the catching of the culprit or the restoration of- well, her?" he asked with a cocked brow and a small motion of his hands over the piglet.
"It's just transfiguration, I'm sure it's not—"
Her spiel continued on despite his attempts to speak over her, but her final words—which arguably should have been her first—caused him to take an immediate step int he direction of the fleeing culprit before he thought otherwise. He glanced back at her, and then down at the pig of a maid—literally.
"Which do you feel is more important: the catching of the culprit or the restoration of- well, her?" he asked with a cocked brow and a small motion of his hands over the piglet.
— set by MJ! —