Terry raised an eyebrow and smirked at Aidan. "And we should tell them our plans exactly like that." He laughed a little before stretching and rubbing his temples. There was no way in hell Terry was going to be riding his bike home tonight; he'd have to walk it, which would be a pain, or minimize it and place it gently in his pocket and try not to forget it was there.
"As far as I know, they're very happy." Terry said, almost grumpily. It astonished him how someone like Draco Malfoy, a person full of narcissism and negativity, could find love and happiness. It wasn't that Terry was jealous...he just wished he could find someone who could stand him most of the time. Traveling on your own, no matter where you go, sometimes could ruin the fun. "I suppose that's all that matters. But if I ever find Happy Potter or Neville Longbottom attached to someone like Pansy Parkinson, I think I'd lose my mind."
When Aidan spoke in Latin, Terry perked up a little and smiled at him. Not a whole lot of people knew much about Latin, and it was nic to know he wasn't alone. "You've got that right." Terry confirmed with a nod. "And now that we've practically set this in stone, do you know what bloody time is it?" He looked at the clock, but couldn't quite make out the numbers.