Theodore turned around and the protest died on his lips. That voice! That face!

The young man's eyes as wide as saucers, Theodore momentarily found himself speechless. Up to the present time he'd thought the worst thing that could happen to him, was to run into his own father. Apparently, he'd been wrong, Theodore thought. Running into a teenage-version of his Head of House was even more disturbing.

Eloquent as ever, Theodore kept impersonating a fish and stared.