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Remus Lupin does not want a flea collar.

We all looked into the classroom to finally find Professor Lupin. He was correcting a few essays... During Christmas. Honestly what kind of blasphemy is this! He should be off celebrating or doing what ever teachers do during this time.

Oh well, I was hopping that he would like my present for him. I had bought one for everyone on my Christmas list! It was one of my best and brightest ideas.

Me and my friends entered the class and went up to his desk. He looked up and asked what he could do for us. When we told him that I had a present for him you could see his eyes light up in delight. I knew that it had been a good idea!

So I gave him the package and once he was opening done opening it I explained that everyone had gotten one from me. He brought out the flea collar with a slight look of disgust. To say I was hurt would be an understatement but I stayed strong. And when he asked who else had gotten a flea collar from me I told him that I had sent one to every single student and teacher that went to Hogwarts.

My friends showed them the flea collars that they were wearing but they could have not told him that I had told them that if they didn't wear it i would cause them bodily harm. Oh well, you can't win them all.