InsaneJournal

It was damp outside, with a low cloud cover coming in and a bit of drizzle starting.  It made Greg wrap his cloak about him as he headed out the doors, to cross the courtyard and head towrds the green.  He ducked his head as he felt the wet but shrugged his shoulders; he was used to this type of weather and the last he checked, he wasn't made of bloody sugar and going to melt.  

He thought a bit about Theo, and the chat they'd had in the journals and he felt a bit of a cad.  He'd gotten something from Theo, a phycial affection he'd never shared with anyone, and then he'd let his life resume it's odd pace, distracting him and keeping him too busy.  There'd been practices, matches, homework and futile looks that he'd cast at Theo, but hadn't been seen he guessed.  He knew he knew nothing about being tender and affectionate; he wasn't sure if that was what Theo wanted.  His mind cast back to his strained visit to the Nott home, and Greg shrugged again, still not sure what that had all meant.  Greg approached the greenhouses and he found a small overhang on the corner, to wait out from under the constant drip.  He thought about finding a smoke, but cast that thought away.