Theodore Nott (forgetme_nott) wrote in hogwarts_dawn, @ 2021-03-06 10:35:00 |
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Entry tags: | character: draco malfoy, character: theodore nott |
RP Theodore Nott Arrival
Who: Theodore Nott and Draco Malfoy
When: Early evening
Where: The Great Hall
What: Just arriving
Theodore figured he was waylaid here for at least another fifteen minutes or so. At the least. These sort of things happened from time to time. Some random Mr What's His Name wants to introduce you to Ms So and So and leaves conveniently so you two kids can talk. He hated walking into these sort of situations and largely they were avoidable really. Going out for a drink he typically reserved for night out with a mate. Preferably Draco. It was far less gruelingly awkward with someone to share a laugh with after. However tonight was spontaneous and unplanned and at the moment going dreadfully. As the minutes passed by and his glass was half empty, he found his patience was wearing thin. The sounds of the club and its patrons were calling to him. The music was right and the lighting subdued and everything else was as he desired it to be.
Ms So and So could have been talking about anything really. He wasn't paying that much attention. He nodded and smiled when it seemed prudent as his gaze drifted round the club in search of a way to remove himself from the situation. He found none. He wondered why people did these sort of things, did they not see how transparent it was? This Ms So and So, wearing too much make up in her knockoff frock and overpriced garish necklace and cheap shoes. It was all pretense and that was all so very tedious. Theo he could hardly resist the urge to roll his eyes. But instead he figured he might as well amuse himself until he could get away.
Lifting his glass to his lips to shield the mirthful grin tugging at the corners of his lips he spoke. "That's a lovely pendant," he said. "Is it new?"
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Minutes passed like hours and he couldn't believe his good fortune. Some random madam walked over interrupting and he just happened to see someone he knew. But not really. The timing was good. The bar was free and he headed to get another drink. How many was it now? He thought for a moment and decided it didn't matter. Leaning into the bar he slipped the bartender something a little extra and hoped his drink would be a little something special. Theodore rolled back the sleeves of his shirt while he waited, he felt a little too warm? No, he decided it was something else. Something just felt different somehow.
Pushing off from where he was leaning against the bar he drifted through the club taking a few sips from his glass as he passed by the people littered here and there. Walking seemed to help, at least in part. Still he couldn't quite shake off this feeling. It didn't ebb away it just became more tangible somehow. The more he walked the more muffled the now growing distant sounds of the club became. And then he stopped and closed his eyes. He just needed a minute, he figured, and took a deep breath. Just needed a minute to get his bearings.
What he expected to see and what was revealed to him when he slowly opened his bright green eyes couldn't have been more drastically different. He was where? Theodore's eyes scanned over a familiar scene and he stood dumbfounded for a moment at the grand double doors leading into Hogwarts Great Hall. It couldn't have been more vivid, it all seemed so real. For a moment he felt very small, like he had as a small boy walking the grounds as a child. It was nostalgic he supposed. Theodore looked down at the drink in his hand, pausing for a moment as if inspecting it before giving a slight shrug as he took a sip and walked through the doors. Blast from the past, he thought with a small chuckle, that would be a good name for the drink.
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