Challenge: Fresh Air Refreshes Totally (F.A.R.T.)
Word Count: 100
“It didn't end there.” Minerva waved vaguely for her elf, a female in a tartan sash. “Bonty, if you could fetch a snack? Thank you.”
Severus waited until Bonty vanished to gesture for Minerva to continue. She leaned back, hair coming loose, and contemplated the ceiling. “A group of American Muggles on holiday hailed him as a prophet when he began railing about the poisonous properties of underwear. Then two of them shucked their knickers and ran naked round Nelson's Column.”
“My God!”
Minerva actually giggled. 'By the time the bobbies rounded them up, Archie was a guru.”