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Theodore Nott (nottfinished) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Theo jumped when Ernie touched him, but it wasn't away and it wasn't towards Ernie either, just startled that something from outside had reached into his unsteady reality. He didn't reach for Ernie again but he looked at him like he was the promise of death after hours of Crucio. He flicked the cork out of the vial he was handed with his thumb and swallowed the purple potion down almost desperately, like he'd have run into unconsciousness if he could have. He put the vial down with a sigh for air and then leaned in against the couch again with a sob.

"I don't want to go back." he said, gone somewhere again and barely there, but despite all that still sitting beside Ernie. The potion was making him groggy already though and he wavered, slumping forward drunkenly headfirst towards Ernie, blinking heavily. "The wolves are prowling. The wolves. Tearing at me." he tried to sit up but couldn't manage it, his eyes closing. "Teeth meeting in me." he mumbled.