Who: Draco and Theodore What: Draco wanted to have a talk with his dormmates Where: Dorm room When: Sometime over the last week (because both I and IJ notifs are made of fail!) Rating/Warning: TBA
Something had been off about Nott since they'd come back from holiday. Draco had thought to ask, once or twice, when he'd seen the boy out of bed in the mornings, but caring about someone else's welfare was a new sort of thing for Draco, really, and he wasn't at all sure if it extended to his roommates just yet. Particularly not to one as odd as Theodore Nott.
He did walk into the room, though, just before dinner, and found himself alone with Nott there at his desk. He considered for a moment just leaving again, but he had things he had to at least make an appearance of speaking to the other boy about. His arm itched, thinking about it, but Snape had said to put on the best show he could, really, particularly with these small orders that were only meant to test, and possibly annoy, him.
"Nott," He said, deciding and then coming into the room, taking off his robe and laying it across his own bed before loosening his tie. "Busy?"