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Theodore Nott (booksmart_devil) wrote in wished,
@ 2010-06-21 22:38:00

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!2003: 06, !incomplete, gregory goyle, theodore nott

WHO: Gregory Goyle and Theo Nott
WHAT: Another visit from Greg
WHERE: St Mungo's
WHEN: Monday
WARNINGS/RATING/STATUS: Unbalanced Theo/R/Incomplete

Theo had woken without Greg and he'd really thought it had just been a dream. The memory stuck but the details slipped from his mind like sand through a hole in the ground. The salve had lost its potency but the burning sting had dulled to an almost forgettable throb, and he walked with only a faint limp from the way his muscles hadn't been used to the way he'd used them yesterday.

He was crouched low on the floor, scrawling pictures that, if he had his wand, would cause fires. He was a little preoccupied with burning, not that he was aware of it. He lapsed from shapes and lines to words, Latin words for protection and silence. He was a little obsessed with that too - these spells had never worked for him, no matter how exact they were.

The door opened and he didn't bother looking up because he knew those steps. He let the orderlies take hold of him, lift him up and carry him bodily away; he was so light that one could have carried him, but they always sent to, and a doctor to watch. He knew where he was going. He hadn't been eating and they were going to make sure he wasn't going to waste away. He didn't bother to struggle, because it never helped; just hung from their arms while his mind went somehere else completely and utterly away.

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a_reticent_git
2010-06-21 09:56 pm UTC (link)

Greg arrived at St. Mungo's and had checked in at the main office as was the proticale. The witch there had smiled at him, and flirted a little, "You again? You must have found someone that you fancy here," and she gave him a dimpled smile. Greg had only been able to grin back, nodding, "Yeah I did. My boyfriend," and he'd turned away, making his way up the Fourth floor, but not missing the sniff he had heard the girl give.

Once there, Greg felt his heart start beating faster. So much had happened in the last twenty four hours; now came the tough part of making it all work out. The job was a shoe in; not only would it solve Greg's credibility issues but it would give him money to help his mum and the house. He thought they might just sell the damn place and be done with it, even if it had been in the Goyle family for more than one hundred years. But the job gave Greg a safe place he could take Theo; it would let him get Theo back to an environment that would protect him and make him happy.

The talk with Draco had been tougher. Greg knew he was going to need Draco's help; the forms and paperwork alone were probably going to be overwhelming. Greg was lost in thought about that when he approached the wing to be stopped by a stern looking witch.

"Mayb I have a word with you, Mr. Goyle?"

Greg swallowed hard and nodded; the witch sounded just like Professor McGonagall and scared the shit out of him with her glare.

"I need to ask what exactly is going on between you and Theodore Nott?" she said. Greg wanted to tell her to take a sodden leap; it was none of her fucking affair. But he kept his tongue, "Me and Theo dated the whole of our last year in Hogwarts. I love him and I'm going to seek guardianship to help get him out of here and take him home."

Greg waited, worried at how she would react but her expression changed to something of pleased pleasure, and she smiled at him, "I suspected as much. He has changed greatly with your arrival, in fact, so much so that you could almost thing him healed. He isn't yet, of course, but progress has been made."

She paused, looking at her paperwork, "Your volunteer hours were originally assigned to various patients, but I think in light of the new turn of events, you may receive full credit hours for all of the time you spend with him. And Mr. Goyle," she said, looking down the bridge of her glasses, "Do not give up."

Greg left her office, feeling elated and almost bursting with excitement. It was shattered quickly when he opened Theo's door to an empty room.

Empty.

Where the bloody hell was he?!!

Greg moved back to the door, looking down the hall, a rise of panic forming in his chest.

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booksmart_devil
2010-06-21 10:23 pm UTC (link)

Theo had been forcibly fed and they'd given him a potion to stop him from throwing the food back up; he felt full and sick and heavy inside but the more he dissociated from it the less it bothered him. He stumbled into his room, let loose into it like a dog being ushered into a kennel; it wasn't that they were abusive to him, not really. After a while, it was just difficult to see the patients as people, easier to forget and think they were objects.

He saw Greg but didn't believe it when he did, ducking his head back down, letting his hair shield him away. He went back to his corner and curled up there, rubbing his finger against the waxy marks of crayon on the wall, his other hand rubbing his stomach,t rying to soothe it.

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a_reticent_git
2010-06-21 10:34 pm UTC (link)

Greg had seen them coming with Theo, and he had immediately frowned at the way he watched the orderlies handle Theo. His friend didn't see him as they moved past him, at least Greg thought that at first, and he followed behind. When they'd sort of shoved Theo into his room and turned to go, Greg was standing in their way, his arms crossed across his chest with an incredible scowl on his face.

"Next time, I best see you handle him a bit gentler," and his eyes shifted from one man to the other, "Am I right?" and they both looked nervously and nodded, and slipped past Greg who had not budged, making their passageway difficult. He let his shoulders drop as soon as they were out of the room, and he shut the door carefully and turned to look at Theo, across the room in the corner.

"Hey there," he said, smiling brightly, "Theo? It's Greg. Told you I'd come back," he said, as he approached his friend, to take a seat on the bed. His hand went into his pocket to pull out the large bag of sweets he had bought the day before. He turned to face Theo, "Look what I've brought to share with you," he said, rattling the bag slightly and reaching in to pull out a hard wrapped toffee. He held it out to Theo, "I got a mix. You want this one?" he offered.

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booksmart_devil
2010-06-21 10:51 pm UTC (link)

Theo hadn't really had hallucinations this bad, this real before. He was even seeing the orderlies see him and he knew that couldn't be right. He watched the not-person walk into his room, introduce himself and sit on the bed... Greg? "But it couldn't be." he murmured just before the man offered him, oh merlin, more food. Theo put a hand over his mouth, dug his nails so hard into his face that he would have drawn blood had they not been forcibly cut down to be blunt and inefficient, shaking his head in a panicked manner.

He wanted to be sick. He wanted to throw up what they'd forced into his stomach, but he couldn't and he felt fevery, dizzy, completely crushed. He lay down sideways on the floor and put a hand over his face, waiting for it to disappear like it did so many times before.

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a_reticent_git
2010-06-21 11:04 pm UTC (link)

"Theo!"

Greg watched in horror as Theo looked like he was going to vomit. He let go of the sweet and the bag on the bed and moved to Theo's side, sitting on the floor next to him. Reaching a hand out, Greg moved to touch the back of Theo's hand, "Is this how it's got to be everytime? Don't you remember me love? It's Greg, Theo. I'm Greg," he said, as he took Theo's hand and put it on Greg's chest.

He moved to help Theo sit up, and putting his knee up behind him, Greg made a well of sorts and leaned Theo against his leg. He used his free hand to rub up between Theo's shoulder blades and moved Theo's hand across his own chest, "I'm here, Theo. I've come back, again," he added, looking doubtful for the moment. He thought Theo'd love the treats; he didn't realize he'd been so far off the mark.

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booksmart_devil
2010-06-21 11:16 pm UTC (link)

Okay, so hallucinations didn't usually move him the way this one was doing. "No, no, he's practising Quidditch." Theo said, clearly confused and yes, once again lost in the past and unaware of who the familiar stranger was. It had taken him 3 months to get used to his room at St Mungo's, and even longer to feel completely sure of it. Now it was just the things outside he doubted. "He rides that wooden horse across, creates the thunder then comes down for me. He comes down and breaks me apart then puts me together." he tried to explain as Greg propped him up, looking back and up at the boy's face. "Back again?" he queried gently.

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a_reticent_git
2010-06-22 03:46 am UTC (link)

"I'm not practicing Theo. I'm right here," Greg said, a sad note hanging on his words as his face fell more, "I break you apart?" he added with some confusion, and then shook his head slightly, "It's okay, Theo," he added, squeezing his friend's hand but not letting it go.

"So, you don't remember that I was here yesterday? You don't remember us sitting on the bed, sleeping together? You seemed so tired," he added, giving Theo a small encouraging smile, "And I told you I would come back. I saw Headmaster Snape yesterday. And Draco. I've got great news, Theo. Things are going to work out for us. I've got a job."

He swallowed and looked at Theo, "If I can to it, if I can swing it, do you want to come live with me at Hogwarts? In the caretaker's cottage? I bet we can get some thestrals for you and everything."

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booksmart_devil
2010-06-22 06:38 pm UTC (link)

Seeing the stranger before him telling him that he was there confused him, because Theo knew that, he could see. He didn't remember what the man was telling him; he remembered Greg, that they'd been lying in his bed together, but he'd woken up back in this little room.

Oh, with Greg.

"You mean Professor Snape." he pointed out, lying in against Greg comfortably, back in his Hogwarts frame of mind where he seemed to spend most of his time. "Are they letting you get a job so young? If you need money, you know I can... I..." he stammered to a halt because some dark thing was tugging at his mind, telling him no, he couldn't.

"Oh, I'm not allowed." he advised softly, his eyes faraway for a bit until he realised that Greg was old and speaking of strange things and...

"Thestrals." He almost looked and sounded like himself for a moment then. "I miss them." he said, looking up. There was no window to his room, the light emanating from some magical glow fixed into the ceiling. "I miss thestrals." he said again, the longing stark and pain-filled in his voice.

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a_reticent_git
2010-06-22 07:23 pm UTC (link)

"You're not allowed to what? Come live with me? What if I could swing it? Get you sort of assigned to you? I'd be responsible for you, baby," Greg said, his hand letting go of Theo's hand and smoothing the hair from Theo's forehead instead. He gave Theo a wry smile, "It's 2005. And I am Greg, a man now, and I'm afraid my dad has gone and spent almost all of the Goyle money. So, baby, I'm broke. Snape offered me the job and fuck yes I took it."

He moved his hand across Theo's shoulders, and gave another sigh. They were going to have a time of this, if Theo kept going round and round with things. Greg was going to drill some main ideas in that head of his, if he had to say the same things over and over every time they met.

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booksmart_devil
2010-06-22 07:39 pm UTC (link)

Theo nodded as Greg tried to clarify, leaning into Greg's touch a littleas the truth went straight over his head. He mewed a little relaxing sound at the feel of Greg's hands across his shoulders, enjoying the touch the way a cat would at being petted.

"I can't leave." he said, rubbing at his sore tummy absently as he spoke. "I can't survive outside my head." he put his free hand flat against the wall, smoothing it up and down the cool surface. "Here inside my head. here you visit. I can't go outside here, you know I would die."

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a_reticent_git
2010-06-22 07:47 pm UTC (link)

"That's it," Greg said as he watched some of Theo's tension leave but Greg noted the hand go to Theo's stomach and he frowned slightly. Never mind Theo's petting of the walls, like it was a cat.

"Bullocks. This bloody place isn't your head. It's a bloody room with gits who yank you out and do all sorts of things to you," he said, not meaning to get cross. He corrected his tone, "You won't be dying with me about, remember? I'm your shield. But come one now, let me have a look at that sore tummy of yours. I can rub it for you? Kiss it all better?"

Greg didn't move at first, but then rose and put his hands down to Theo, ready to help him up to lie on the bed.

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booksmart_devil
2010-06-22 07:55 pm UTC (link)

Theo jumped at the sudden sharp tone and the hand against the wall curled in, coming to his mouth where he nursed at his fingers, the tone making him feel even more sick, tense, afraid and aggressive at the same time until it just became one big mess of feeling that he didn't understand or want. He wasn't sure what to say to the reassurances that came on the heels of anger, but he still lifted his hands to meet Greg's, even if he didn't make a move to move. "I can't leave." he said again, his voice hesitant and unsure in a way it had never, ever been at Hogwarts.

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a_reticent_git
2010-06-22 08:02 pm UTC (link)

Greg saw his effect on Theo and he felt immediately bad. He lifted Theo to his feet and leaned in, to wrap his arms about Theo, trying to convey more comfort, "Oh baby, I didn't mean to scare you. You know me. I'm Greg, the damn rhino in the china cupboard. I've got bullocks for brains sometimes, love," he said as he gave him a hug. He leaned back, and then scooped up Theo, to lay him gently on the bed.

"Okay, Theo, love, Greg wants to have a look at your tummy. You going to raise your shirt so Greg can kiss it all better?"

He didn't mean to make it sound like Theo was a child, but he wanted to reassure the thin boy. He wasn't sure if anyone talked to Theo like that, even when he was a child. So he went on, "Maybe if you're good, Greg can kiss other things as well, if you'd like."

It was a sort of tease, but one that he'd used in school, and part of him was curious as to which Theo would respond better to: the younger way of being treated or the way he'd treated him in school.