Flitwick smiled and beckoned them both forwards to two heavy wooden chairs positioned in front of his expansive desk. He waited until they were both seated before standing up and circling around to stand in front of them. "I've brought you both here today," He squeaked in his most serious of tones, "Because I've something rather important to tell you."
He stopped and turned to look at both of them, leaning back against the desk, just tall enough to press his shoulders against it. "I'm not entirely sure how you're going to react to the n-" He paused, reaching up to press a hand against his face for a moment. But whatever it was seemed to pass and he resumed his sentence, "How you're going to react to this news--" One more he trailed off, but this time it appeared to be some sort of crippling pain, for he hunched over, his arms crossed over his stomach. Quickly, he looked up and snarled at his guests, "Stay where you are!"