Who: Tracey and Theo (potentially Zach later, as he's still in the vicinity) What: an unpleasant conversation When: Sunday morning, early Where: Nott Manor Warnings: TBA Status: Incomplete
Eventually, Zach had dozed off. Theodore hadn't really been able to tell if Tracey was genuinely asleep or not in the dim light, but the fact that Zach didn't startle and make a grab for him when he gently disentangled himself meant that he was out. Theodore had gently replaced a pillow under Zach's arm and gotten up, moving to a chair and lighting his wand on a low light to read. He'd been there since sometime in the night, not paying attention when the sun rose and light started to peek in very slightly through the windows. He was still bent over his father's book, eyes dry and itchy but absorbing every word. He was trying to keep one ear out for the sound of movement from Tracey and Zach, but he was so engrossed that it wasn't really working.