starter for @quidchaser // welsh bonding
instinct upon hearing his native language strung together so beautifully and foully was to grant her points for expressiveness in a foreign language. but -- ‘ i heard that miss spinnett -- five points from gryffindor, and come to my office please. ‘ five points was mild, but if he did more he’d feel like he betrayed what had been a beautiful curse, and any less and he might get in trouble. fair was fair after all. a hum of amusement as he held the door open for her, the tea kettle was on -- once she steps in the door closes behind them. turning with his eyes sparkling with interest, ‘ now tell me where you learned such glorious turn of phrase. useless as a fart in a jam pot? just mild enough to almost get away with it -- my father used to say stinks like shit in a jam jar -- but colloquial differences i’m sure. ‘