"Alright, sword." Terry repeated the term correctly, a small smile on his face. "You were always rubbish because you never liked doing it, which still puzzles me. If you practiced, you could be brilliant in a wizarding duel. You remember everything, so pulling a spell would be no problem."
For a moment, Terry was afraid Aidan might faint or tip over. The color drained from his face and Terry paused with apprehension just in case he needed to catch his friend.
"I haven't spoken to Hermione, but she's alright as far as I can tell. After she got her magic back she actually sent a pack of canaries at the idiots who caused the whole damn thing. It was all up in the headlines. There was footage too- I might have the paper back at my flat, I'll show you sometime. I don't think you'd want to get on her bad side." Terry paused and glanced down at his cup, tilting it and watching the liquid inside rotate in a barely visible whirlpool. "Padma's good. I took her to the zoo to celebrate her part in the solving of the magic loss. It's a big rough, I guess- her brother-in-law being the nephew of a notorious Death Eater. But she's holding her own, as always."
Looking back up at Aidan, Terry gave a questioning look. "What do you mean, 'please tell me you don't plan on getting into trouble?'" He said, not really asked, and took another sip of beer. "You think I'm going to go try to find Rodolphus Lestrange and fight him or something?" It was true, a part of Terry had wanted to find Lestrange and rip his bloody head off for causing the whole mess. "I'd like to- believe me, I'd love to, but I'm better off staying around here keeping an eye on people like Padma and Hannah."