Omake for "Hiding in Plain Sight" (story id = 8937860)
A/N: Bannister Noody? Ha! I like Sad Sigh Broody...
Alastor Moody muttered to himself. As if being a 100-year-old war-ravaged auror going undercover in a boarding school wasn't bad enough... having to pass as a wee Hufflepuff firstie? So there he was, standing in his best short pants English school-boy uniform with his magic eye and his peg-leg, pretending to be 11. Thank Merlin for the unbreakable stealth-magic that allowed him to go unoticed... well, except for the muggle-borns who all seem to see through his unbreakable disguise. And couldn't stop laughing at him!
Moody looked over at his fellow Hufflepuffle firsties. While it was true that a hard-boiled undercover copper like himself couldn't really afford to have true friends, he still worried about them. They were so small, naive and easily taken advantage of. Blasted Hogwarts magic! Being sorted in Hufflepuff must've turned him all soft and gooey. At this rate he'd sprout pink hair, fall down stairs, and start singing Kumbaya. Damn undercover shit.
"Look it's simple. Just 'cause we're all soft and gooey in Hufflepuff don't mean the rest of the school plays by the same rules. Slytherins don't care if you've had all your eaten your fill, or gotten your fair share of hugs. They'll take your candy, butt in ahead of you in a queue, tell teachers you cheated-".
Broody suddenly stopped his tirade as he saw several Hufflepuff firsties start to hiccup, while others were already all-out crying. God, it was like telling a bunch of toddlers there's no Santa Claus. On second thought, it was like telling a bunch of Hufflepuff firsties there's no Santa Claus. Then Sad-Sigh Broody let out a long sad sigh. "Look, just remember to protect yourselves, cause the other Houses won't protect you." This just brought out more tears and hiccups. Then Broody seemed to brood on the injustice of the criminally naive for a moment before sighing at them quite sadly. "And for God's sake, let's be careful out there."