"Yes!" Spencer said, a little wildly. "Perfect! And then we could do the practical transformation for our classes on, um, the Wednesday. With the -- the leper leaf," he finished weakly, and slumped back ruefully in his chair. He was starting to think there was a reason Mikey wasn't the Auror of the family, and he had been tucked neatly away in greenhouses for most of the war. Subterfuge was possibly not their greatest strength.
He sighed and looked up. This was stupidly awkward and ridiculous, so he caught Nate's eye and waved slightly, smiling a little. He darted a glance at Mikey and said, voice low, "Now what?"