Challenge: Dark Arts Defense League
Word Count: 100
“Severus! What a splendid morning!” Gilderoy Lockhart, bright and scrubbed and oh so elegant in his custom-tailored robes, hurried up to join Severus on his morning constitutional. “Do you have a moment?”
Severus repressed an urge to turn him into an occasional table – it would be a shame to spoil such a lovely day – and continued to walk. “If you wish me to 'assist' in another class or dueling demonstration, I will have to decline - “
“Good heavens, no!” Lockhart flashed a glittering smile. “I'm here to invite you to join a most exclusive club.”