Turn Up at Bat

Feliks smirked as the boy stopped. NOw that was more like it.

"Now, now Alkie, I think I told you before," he crooked his finger forward affectively summoning him forward. "I need you here to give it too you. You're still much to fair away... I don't... bite."

Swallowing hard, Afonka twiddled his thumbs for a moment before sighing softly. It wasn't like he had much of a choice in the end. Pulling himself up, he bit his lip before shuffling towards Feliks.

Squeaking out, he said, his eyes glued to the floor, "Um, I'm here."

Feliks smiled - a look that did not appear friendly on his face.

"Good, Good," he said slowly pick up his wand and twirling it slowly, "Now if you'll just stay still.'

He tilted his head slowly and then flicked his wand.

""Locomotor Mortis."

He grinned, "There, now I think we're perfectly even. Have fun getting to class Alkie.:

With a wave over his shoulder he turn on his heal and waltz out of hte library; he knew the leg-locker curse was a tad bit juvinal, but for situations like this... it worked perfectly.

And the way it forced people to hope about did alway amuse him so.