James Lucas Chambers (pl_jamie) wrote in plagued_rpg, @ 2010-01-07 22:22:00 |
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Entry tags: | !grabme, 1999 january, jamie chambers, theodore nott |
Who: Jamie Chambers and Theodore Nott (grabme)
Where: Jamie's childhood home, Massachusetts/Dreamland
When: Thursday night
What: Jamie's home and has a surprise. And, since Theodore didn't get his dream, he's being dragged into one!
The sun was warm on Jamie's closed eyelids. There was something soft beneath him. Much softer than a hospital bed. The air smelled fresh and clean, like early springtime with dirt and flowers and fresh-cut grass. Birds sang and he could hear children laughing down the street. A soft breeze rustled the leaves of the trees in the front yard, and Jamie knew. He was home. Home, in the lovely Victiorian dwelling his mother had fallen in love with when she returned to America. And honestly, he wasn't sure how he got there. If it was a dream, it was a welcome one. He doubted it, because his body was still achy in places when he moved a little to one side or the other.
No matter. It was done, and there was no going back. There was only moving forward, and he hoped Theodore would move forward with him. That he wouldn't be disappointed with damaged goods. Somehow, Jamie didn't think he would be. Theodore cared about him more than that. Speaking of whom, where was he? Someone had to've brought him here, as the last place he remembered being was unconscious in the hospital wing of Hogwarts. Maybe he'd woken up long enough to tell someone what he wanted. What he needed. To give up magic, and to go home.
Very carefully, he sat up, trying to be gentle on his abused body. His surroundings came in to view and he smiled softly to find that he was in what he'd affectionately dubbed "the tower". He turned his head to the side, looking through the open door into the room beyond.
"Theodore?"