There were moments when Aidan was convinced that the combination of Terry and himself should come with a warning label: Handle with care. Highly reckless results may occur. As it was, they had barely made it through half of their drinks and already they were planning a rebellion of sorts. Of course neither of them said a thing but Aidan had no doubt that in time and if things kept getting worse with the Renegades, this would be exactly what they would end up doing. Fighting the Renegades. He paled once more and took a sip of his drink. They were clearly insane to even consider doing such a thing.
"We may have to re-evaluate who we let in on it and what we can do. Sure, Ron, Harry and Hermione need to know as well as the Weasleys, of course. Then we can proceed with the training." Aidan gave Terry a rueful smile. "Can you believe that a moment ago we were still talking about a sense of self-preservation?" He snorted. "We're out of our bloody minds." Aidan paused, considered their lack of sense and shrugged it off. "I need some serious brush-up on my defensive spells. The offensive ones, too and yes, we need some people to gather information."
Welcome back to London, Aidan thought sarcastically.