I'm just a Hufflepuff. Nothin' more.

He grinned, well, up until the mention of the ‘daughter’ bit, at which point Sebelas looked a bit pale. “Yes, yes I suppose it will,” he said, his voice constricted. “I - er - suppose I’ll have to sleep in here tonight, out of sight from Filch. I can’t go back to the dorms with her.” He leaned over the baby’s cot and picked her up, finding she became more restful this time. Her eyes shone golden for a moment and a distant look showed upon his face.

Yawning, Hana asked. "Do you need anything before I go? I'm pretty tired and I've got a potions test tomorrow."

Sebelas nodded. “Yeah, that could be really helpful, if you would. Ta.” He rubbed his face and sighed. “Formula could work, not like she’s a real baby. Sod the nutrients, as long as she drinks it. For god’s sake, this is ridiculous. If I had the balls I’d go straight to McGonagall and ask for her help.”

"It's okay. I don't mind." she smiled softly at her friend. "Besides, it'll be like having a baby sister. Or a daughter."

Sebelas nodded. “Yeah, that could be really helpful, if you would. Ta.” He rubbed his face and sighed. “Formula could work, not like she’s a real baby. Sod the nutrients, as long as she drinks it. For god’s sake, this is ridiculous. If I had the balls I’d go straight to McGonagall and ask for her help.”

She sighed. Tihana really didn't know what to say. Looking down at the baby in her arms, she absentmindedly began to hum the lullaby her parents used to sing to her.

Sebelas nodded. “Yeah, that could be really helpful, if you would. Ta.” He rubbed his face and sighed. “Formula could work, not like she’s a real baby. Sod the nutrients, as long as she drinks it. For god’s sake, this is ridiculous. If I had the balls I’d go straight to McGonagall and ask for her help.”

"Hey, it won't be that bad," she tried to convince him--and herself, "It's just for, what? A day or two? Three at most? What can go wrong?"

"Yeah, let’s go." Sebelas crept to the doorway and peeked out to make sure the way was clear, then he motioned for Tihana to follow. Together they made their way back to the privacy of the Room of Requirement. "This place has a backdoor out to Hogsmeade, so I’ll be able to pick up a few things. Probably best not to feed her catfood when she’s like this."

Tihana laughed a bit, "Yeah. Probably... formula? I guess?" She sighed, "How do people do this..."

"Mum and Máthair might though," Tihana laughed as she took Sally. The baby giggled and cooed and the witch rubbed her nose against hers, "They're rather protective of me, you know,"

"Let’s -" Sebelas winced, "let’s not call her that right now. It’s… weird. She can be Sally for the duration of the spell. And no, tempting as it is to just lump you with her, you don’t deserve that." He gave a dubious snort. "God knows why you even agreed to help a berk like me anyway. Being seen going into a room alone with me? People will talk."

"We don't have to go in together, you know," she mused, "I could always go in first, and then you an hour or two later, or vice versa. Either way,"

She shrugged, "I'm alrigh', I guess," Tihana wiped her eyes on her sleeve, and stood up, "Here, lemme take Sexy. I can take care of her for the night, if you want..." she didn't want to admit it, but she hoped Sebelas would stay with her and help. The Hufflepuff liked talking to him, and wanted to get closer... perhaps become even more than friends.

"It’s alright. To be honest, I don’t know many of the people here, either…!" she laughed a little, "Do you have anyone to dance with?"

"No, not really. Most of the people here are either Fourth Years or higher." She said softly. "But I never danced at our parties at home anyway."

Athena’s face lit up at the sight of the Hufflepuff. “Tihana! There’s so much happening I didn’t know if I’d find anyone. I’m so used to knowing most of the people at parties…”

"It's alright. To be honest, I don't know many of the people here, either...!" she laughed a little, "Do you have anyone to dance with?"

Tihana saw her first-year friend, and walked over, "Hey sweetie pie. You look absolutely stunning!" she played with the delicate fabric of her dress, "Are you excited?"

"I'm wearing my birth mum's wedding dress," she looked down, a shy smile on her face.