Fingers have feelings too

Day in the Life of a finger.

You might think that being a finger would be a boring life. But I am here to tell you this is not true. See being a finger to one of the premiere Potions Masters in the world has its perks. Not only is he skilled with the other nine digits, he is also a Death Eater and that proves much entertainment.

I am Left Pinky, I don’t get used as much as all the others so I have taken to writing poetry and drawing. Here is a poem I came up with earlier today.

I belong with others nine
And we get along just fine.
We chop and slice and pick and dice
Many different plants and mice.

I am the main digit that gets put in his left ear, this is an honor I do not take lightly. I make sure that my nail does not cause him discomfort by scraping the tender skin. I try to grab as much ear wax in one insertion as possible.
Many do not know this but I was the finger he sucked on as a baby and the one he nibbles on when thinking over a new potion.
Pinky fingers are known for being keepers of truth, Pinky swear and all that. We know how to keep secrets and promises better then any other of the digits.

So here is what I have done today.
Firstly we woke up and two others scratched his testicles. The shower was fun I was the last one off the bar of soap and the first one to be dried on the towel. He takes good care of us, that is for sure. Many complain about his hair but truth be told he makes it that way, he ADDS oil to it. Not sure why as he has never explained it to us out loud.
Breakfast had me looking around and keeping an eye on our houses table, just in case there was any horse play!
It was during breakfast that he licked sauce off me and I was so happy by the sudden attention that he cared that I was dirty.
Class, we demonstrated a few complex potions to the Fifth years, some slicing and chopping was involved. My primary function was to hover over the hot cauldron and let him know what the temperature was. I would give a slight twitch to let him know it was ready. I do not think any other finger would do the job better then I.
Lunchtime, this was the highlight of my day! I was pointed at a naughty student and assigned them detention, wait for it! With Flich.

After lunch classes, well this was a downer. During the time the others dropped in a chopped acorn, this mixture splashed back and hit me on the joint. I was a brave pinky and did not cry out. I took it like a trooper and kept on with my job. I will have alittle blister from it, but I am not one to complain.

Dinner time, passed without event. Shame really all of us digits look forward to dinner as this is the most we ever get to see of others.
After dinner we sat down and got to marking the dunderheads homework. Really these children have no clue what a completed assignment should look like. I do know as I have helped write many over the years. Even some academic entries into journals have passed me over the years.
Having filled up the hours nicely, mainly the big problem was trying to read the bad handwriting from such lazy fingers.
Our nightly patrol bagged us three couples, all tongue locked at various dark corners of the castle. We even managed to catch three students trying to break into a teacher’s chambers.
Relaxing back after a long day the other hand got the honors of being the one to please our master. Maybe tomorrow night we will get a chance to show them how masturbation is really done.


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