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Greg Goyle (goyle_g) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Greg lead the way into the dining room, tapping his wand at the door to unlock it - and then resetting both the lock and a temporary ward behind them. It was probably more precaution than was really necessary, but you weren't friends with Draco Malfoy for as long as Greg had been without developing a certain sense of healthy paranoia. That he had Theo with him only made it seem more appropriate - this way, they could both let their guards down at least a little.

The room was nowhere near as ornate or formal as some dining rooms Greg knew his friends had grown up with, but he'd never minded that. It had only ever had to be large enough for six, and had been used as often for family meals as for entertaining visitors. He sat down in 'his' chair, food and whiskey both near at hand. "Mum got me a hearing thing," Greg said, knowing that Theo was one of few who'd really understood how much having his hearing 'cured' had distressed him.