Theodore. (unlight) wrote in ageofdarkness, @ 2010-05-22 17:50:00 |
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Entry tags: | pansy parkinson, theodore nott |
Who: Theodore and Pansy.
What: Cocoa night.
When: Friday evening [backdated]
Where: Pansy's room.
Warnings: TBA.
There was so much that Theodore hadn't said to Pansy. He could barely even remember the last time they'd had a proper talk. He was trying to remember everything that she didn't know, even if he wasn't going to tell her all of it. What would she think about him helping the servants, about helping Rosier's servant?
He had never been uncertain about telling her anything, but he was afraid to get her in trouble over it. He'd already dragged Zach into it, because Zach liked breaking hexes, and he was good at it. That had been out of pure necessity, and he was going to make sure that Zach didn't get in trouble for it. Telling Pansy could only put her at risk.
But he had the urge to just rest his head on her shoulder and get everything off his chest, the way he used to do. It bothered him to keep secrets from her, even if it was for her own good. He supposed he would just have to decide on the spot.
At any rate, his recklessness had faded upon hearing that Rosier knew what he'd done. He had himself back under control, he had a plan, and he would face the consequences. But first, he was going to have cocoa with his best friend - and he was not going to view it as his last meal (of sorts), either. If Rosier had wanted to kill him, he would have done that before he left, surely. Unless he'd been in a rush and he wanted to kill Theodore slowly and painfully...
No, he wasn't going to think about that. Shaking himself out of his thoughts, he came to a stop in front of Pansy's door and knocked, not sure if she was ready for cocoa.