Who: Nate and Mikey When: Friday, Free 6th Period (Nov 6th) Where: The Transfig Classroom What: Breaking in the Teaching Assistant
Mikey tapped his wand against his side restlessly, eyeing a new piece of graffiti on the desk with great thought. To take the message 'TFG SUX' personally or not? More importantly, to cast a tracking charm on the ink next time he had his second years around or not?
A wave of his wand had the TFG slowly spreading out to spell DADA instead. Plus a few blotchy scratches for realism, of course. It was kind of perfect until he stood up straighter and realised he was trying to one-up his students by vandalising school property.
He sighed and spelled the message away completely. In his defence, it had been a long week. And one in which everyone and their sister seemed to be talking about Professor Smith and Mister Beckett and oh my god, have you been to the cupboard yet? I stood inside!! Or Professor Smith and Professor Wentz's duel and oh my god, what if one of them dies?!!?.
On the one hand, he was really rather amused by it all. On the other, almost disappointed that Novarro obviously hadn't spread the information he'd recently garnered. Not that Mikey wanted to be gossiped about exactly, but it was starting to get a little frustrating that nobody knew he was the one curling up with their resident Herbologist and not William.
Which didn't want thinking about, really. Not when the next person he was going to see was Nate himself, turning up to earnestly further his studies by helping out however Mikey deemed necessary. Mikey particularly liked that part. However he deemed necessary. Still, it wasn't Nate who was responsible for the cupboard incident and it wasn't like not spreading rumours was a crime, so the task of searching on the floor for dropped needles was probably out. For the meantime, anyway.