Re: lakeside mansion; hugh c./theodore c.
"Professor Chambers," Theodore agreed with a laugh. "But only if you really would like to. And I believe I owe you a couple stories, on that score..."
Some time later, long after Theodore had tasted the excellent alcohol he'd brought for Hugh, and told him a little more about the wizarding world, the war, his own part in it and his "qualifications" to teach spells that were counter to the Dark Arts, he got up from in front of the fire, leg a little stiff, the hour definitely late. He hadn't gotten melancholy about his past, though he'd imparted it with the seriousness it had deserved. "I'm driving to Salem in the morning," he said. "So probably..." It was almost technically morning already, in that it was getting on toward midnight.