"Well, yes, but theory first. Then use more than one person and stand behind a wall. That way a disaster before intended is only the possible outcome of a possible error in practice, rather than practically inevitable." He crooks a grin at Rodolphus. "You know, I was always surprised you and Rookwood never killed each other."
"Right. And if that was a crack at my broom skills, let me inform you that I stayed alternate Chaser only because I was taking too many classes and the only Beater who didn't focus on me as the preferred target regardless of what else was going on in the game was Gweneth Jones from Ravenclaw who I used to study with, and she had to explain not going after me as setting an example of sportsmanship for her little sister."
"For your cold," he says. "Orange juice. Good for them. Peppers you right up."
Severus looks at him with a yes-that's-right-and? expression for most of this, but changes to a thoughtful one when he gets to the cod liver oil. "Hmm," he utters. "I was thinking about that dart-in-the-idea thing, but I like your idea better. Can it be cod liver oil with saltpeter in? And, and scented, girly soap?"
Eileen says RAR, if she is a bunny is one with sharp pointy teef! ^,^