Re: Ernie and Theo
Theo had hoped he could understand Ernie's motives for being so kind by remembering why it was that his face was so familiar; he didn't think anyone owed him, trying to be neither borrower nor lender as the saying went, but it was possible that Ernie wanted something from him. Possible, but then Theo didn't think that was the case. Something about the blond made him feel at ease in a way he never was around, well, anybody. Or maybe not at ease, but something, some kind of reassured and it was driving him crazy (ha!) trying to find why.
He tilted his head the other way like a curious owl, because yeah, maybe he did know him from Hogwarts then, although Theo hadn't really hung out with anybody. Slytherins, the odd Ravenclaw, if that, but then his memory was so shot it wouldn't have surprised him.
Ernie's revelation, small though it was, had Theo going pale and actually lifting the tumbler to take a drink and steady his nerves. The thoughts that ran through his head were all paranoid; was the stranger here to take him back, was he here for revenge or worse, was he actually still in that small room restrained and drugged and made wandless for his own safety.
In the end, it was the fact that the blond hadn't made his already unsteady pulse trip further from the first sight of him, and the stranger's kindness that helped Theo somehow rein his paranoia back in. "Oh, right, yeah maybe. I think we were in the same year at Hogwarts but I was in Slytherin." He tried to talk to drown out the memories that were poking into the forefront like an inquisitive kitten, batting thoughts of having teeth broken to get food into him away far harder than he would have batted any animal. Hopefully his talking would cleverly throw his new friend off the scent of his incarceration there as well? Well, he could hope. "I'm Theodore." he introduced, realising he hadn't and not given a surname.