Aidan sighed and nodded. As much as he wanted to deny it, there was no other possibility but to admit that Terry was perfectly right. It was a good skill to have. One that might even help them survive if things got bad again (and from the looks of it, they did).
Aidan stared at his drink for a moment before raising his eyes back to his friend. "You know, I hate it when this happens. This whole 'you being right'-thing," he tried to joke but his voice remained serious. "But I think that's exactly what we should do. Learn more. Practice and be prepared." Aidan made face, once again fighting down this confusing mixture between fear and disgust of what possibly lay ahead of them and something very different that felt very much like a jolt of adrenaline running through his body. "I don't want us to wait until it's almost too late again. Back then we were children and it was the adults who messed up. Now I just..." His voice dropped. "It might be our turn to do something."
Aidan sighed and quickly took a long swing from his drink. This was just what he tried to evade but being around his friend had the tendency of bringing out things very clearly and suddenly the thought of standing by idly seemed impossible.
Aidan shrugged. "Whatever we do, we should make sure to have Hermione on our side."