|Theodore Nott (booksmart_devil) wrote in wished,|
@ 2010-01-03 03:06:00
|Entry tags:||!1998: 01, !incomplete, draco malfoy, theodore nott|
Who: Draco Malfoy & Theodore Nott
When: Saturday evening?
Where: Malfoy Manor
What: Nott Snr invited Theo over to Malfoy Manor, Draco thankfully plays along
Even out of the oppressive and omnipresent shadow of his father's house, Theo was still very much aware that there were eyes everywhere and that until he got back to Hogwarts he'd need to keep his mind switched off and the doll-persona in place.
His creepily silent House Elves had laid out the clothes that he was to wear to the Manor and he'd sat by on the edge of his bed and had watched them without looking up as they'd done it, disheartened to see that they'd just laid out the same black robes.
He'd dressed and had attempted to pacify his not-father (no pun intended) with a look that wasn't too disinterested, too interested as he was told to learn everything he could, make a good impression, keep his mouth shut, most of all to keep his mouth shut.
He was watched as he stepped into the fireplace and Floo'd over to the Manor, where he exited with the smooth grace of one born into the wizarding world and this type of transport. The Manor had the well-worn look of a place that was so steeped in wealth and history that it was antiquated instead of just old; portraits on the walls showed the bloodline of the Malfoys, as if that was ever put into question.
Theo noticed none of this as he was greeted by a House Elf, one slightly more vocal than the broken things back at his Estate, and led up to Draco's study. As much as it made him itch to be so deferential and... toadyingly polite to Draco as opposed to being irreverant and taunting and actually his friend, he wasn't out of the woods yet and wouldn't allow himself to drop his Death Eater Doll Boy persona the way he dropped his cape to the House Elf before knocking on the door to the study.