Theodore. (![]() ![]() @ 2010-04-24 00:56:00 |
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Entry tags: | evan rosier, theodore nott |
Who: Theodore and Evan
What: a talk about Nott Sr.
When: Saturday morning.
Where: infirmary.
Warnings: TBA
It had been two weeks exactly since Theodore's father's murder. Perhaps coincidentally, today was also the day of the servant fair, an event which Theodore had no intention of attending. He hoped that Rosier would need him to look after the infirmary while he went, but even if he didn't have an excuse like that, he wouldn't be going. He had been getting along just fine without a servant since Hermione had been taken away from him, and getting another - in such a permanent way, in particular - seemed like honoring his father in a way Theodore did not want to do.
No, not really honoring his father. More like following in his footsteps. Whatever he did in his father's memory, it wouldn't be that. He wasn't going to shut down the servant trade either; it wasn't in his power to do that. He wasn't sure if he would, even if it was. Theodore didn't want anything to do with what his father had been involved in, whether he was for or against it. It was easier to remain neutral.
It did have him thinking, though. Had he demonized what his father had done simply because his mother would have disapproved, or was it truly as bad as it felt to him? Theodore was unused to having opinions on such things, but he couldn't really help it where his father was concerned. It itched at him that he might have thought worse of his father than his father really was, that he could have maybe had more time with him when they would have gotten along. He doubted it, but once it had occurred to him, it wouldn't go away.
He greeted his boss as he entered the infirmary that morning, and worked alongside Rosier to get the place in readiness, going through the morning routine that he usually did on weekends in silence. But then, when they had taken care of things for the moment and paused, he looked at Rosier. "You said I could talk to you," he said, a bit cautiously. "Is that still true?"