Who: Terrence and Vera. What: chance meeting & a little talk. When: Thursday, late afternoon. Where: near the infirmary. Warnings: TBA
Terrence had never been a frequent visitor to the infirmary. He was generally pretty healthy, and in the event that he was injured, he didn't normally do much about it. So long as he could move, even if it hurt, he considered himself in good enough shape to do whatever it was that needed doing.
However, there were a few good reasons for him to be heading to the infirmary now. The first was to make sure that he wouldn't be physically impaired for Quidditch, for which he needed to be at the top of his game. And the second - the real reason why he'd bothered - was because he wanted to see if spiking Umbridge's drink with a love potion had landed anyone in the hospital wing yet. Specifically, Umbridge herself, or Professor Delacour. It might be too soon, but if he had already missed them facing off, he at least wanted to see the results.
On the way, though, he saw someone else he recognized - Vera Lestrange. He sped up a bit and fell into step beside her, offering her a friendly grin. "Hey. You alright?"