Theodore wakes up [hospital wing]


The first time Theodore Nott opened his eyes a ray of sunlight had just managed to sneak through the curtains and land directly on his nose. Convinced that he was still at home at the manor, the young man grumbled, then – as the offending light didn't go away – opened his eyes a slit and groggily glared at the window.

"Cinque nuovi minuti di sonno," he begged for five more minutes of sleep, turned around and buried his face in his pillow. And promptly slipped back into oblivion.

The second time Theodore opened his eyes, it was night. Outside the last fireworks greeting the new year went off and it might have been that combination of noise and light that woke the Slytherin. His eyes snapped open abruptly, leaving him wide awake and aware. With severe difficulties, Theodore calmed his breath and looked around. He was at Hogwarts. Judging from the noise outside the fighting was still going on.

Theodore paled. And he was without a wand. Frantically, the young man sat up and started searching. There was no way he was going to go down without a fight.