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Theodore Nott ([info]nottfinished) wrote in [info]finnigans_rpg,
@ 2015-08-22 23:59:00
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Who: Aidan & Theo
What: Moving in to Aidan's place
Where: Aidan's house
When: Saturday early evening
Rating: TBD, low? Mentions of bad Theo things probably



Theo was very grateful that Aidan had offered to put him up, especially considering he was still unemployed and had little to no money left to his name. He could have sold off more House Elves or some of the old furniture still in storage somewhere from the Nott House, but he wasn't about to uproot the poor Elves from their new homes and he didn't want anyone else to be haunted by the furniture from that place that still stank of blood and rot and screams.

The new place wouldn't have that problem. If there were any screams embedded in those walls he wouldn't be able to hear them and none of his own were in there. Not to say that they wouldn't grow there; the sounds tended to follow him around, regardless of how well he warded his bed.

Theo had packed his few belongings into the trunk that he still had from Hogwarts: some changes of clothes, books of various ages and languages, a whole chemist's worth of potions, various this that and the others. It was all stored safely and then shrunk so that he could fit the whole thing in the palm of his hand, and from there into his pocket and he was all packed. Sad really, maybe it should have taken him longer to gather all his worldly possessions. Then again, it didn't matter what he had as long as the things he had weren't saturated in misery.

He was a bit concerned on Aidan's behalf about the trust he was placing in Theo, letting him into his house without meeting him elsewhere first, but he supposed that maybe that was being a little too paranoid; it was a pretty progressive thought for Theodore.

He flooed into Aidan's house with the neat grace of someone who had grown up used to this method of travel, looking about politely for his gracious host.


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