"The house elves probably would have sat on us or worse," Rus says happily. He bites too, but for the sheer savage thrill of trying to dismember people with his teeth.
"I went quite mad there you know," he tells Severus in tones one would use to speak of the weather.
"I'm all for interesting, but I'm hardly suicidal. Those things are taller than I am and have feet like hippogriffs."
"You're a specialist," Rus points out. "And a master. No one would expect you to deal in mass quantities."
"Aren't those in the game?" Rus asks. It's impossible to tell if he's joking or not. "Don't look over your shoulder," he calls back. "You never know who might be lurking." He gives them a cheery little wave and a smile.
And mind the chiming sundial! Um...not right handy no. But I'm sure I can rig something up to please your worship! Read the book, had no desire to see the movie. Butbutbut...how do they get it to taste of eggnog?!?! And why doesn't everything taste that way?!?! *wails*