one leg draped over the side, wand twirling between his fingers

“You’re just in time. I was just thinking about how best to get Filch to believe his cat’s been hexed into speaking Gobbledegook. I say we charm the portraits to back us up. Moony says we’ll get detention for a month. He’s probably right.”

he tilts his head, flashing a boyish, slightly cocky smile

“So- are you in, or are you going to sit there pretending to study that Herbology book for another hour?”