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erniedtmac (erniedtmac) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Ernie'd had an excellent week. First was the date with Theodore, which had seemed to go rather well, and with any luck would be repeated, then there was the night out with Zacharias to listen to some good music, and finally he'd gotten ahold of the head of his ward to approach him about the research he'd been doing about a new spell to help the patients - the meeting was scheduled for Monday.

Today was Saturday, his relaxed day, and he'd decided to spend the evening baking. He was more of a cook than a baker, to be honest, but he wanted something sweet to enjoy as he read the lastes Muggle fantasy novel he'd bought. Since he didn't want to take overly long, he'd simply looked up a quick recipe for brownies and mixed them together in no time. Now, they were in the oven baking, and he had the wireless on to a nice station. He danced around his flat as he waited for the oven to chime.

His moment was shaken by a knock on the door and, still dancing to the music, he made his way there and opened it. Even after the last war, he still opened doors without checking to see who was on the other side. Who would want to hurt him, after all?

"Hey!" He said with a surprised grin as he recognized Theodore, a grin that quickly slid off his face as he realized there was something wrong. His friend was shaking and his hair was messy, definitely a different Theodore than he'd seen on Monday.

"Hey," he said again, more softly this time. "Come on in. Can I take your cloak?"