Theodore hesitated for a moment, but the bed did look inviting enough and he wondered if he was in any condition to apparate at this point. And so he took a seat next to Justin and subsequently listed the facts off in a more matter of fact tone of voice. "Theodore Nott, Hogwarts, class of '98, Slytherin. I don't respond to Theo or Teddy as I'm not god or a stuffed animal. Pleased to meet you."
"And as for the dream--It was the whole drowning in one's own blood-from-having-one's-teeth-slowly-removed-type dream." He was somewhat surprised that he was able to speak of it aloud. He hadn't actually done so since dreaming such dreams. He felt his heart pounding as he paused, still composed, but the tension clear. He wished that he could've just ignored it all and returned to the regular programming but now that it was there...it just was there.
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