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Theodore Nott (booksmart_devil) wrote in wished,

"Doing nothing." Theo said flippantly before turning to sit sideways on the chair and watch the ice blond in front of him. He'd been locked deep in thought, trying to self-diagnose to see if there was some kind of hex or curse on him that was causing what Greg insisted was him walking around in his sleep at night; he hadn't felt anything off about him, and the charms he had to detect any spells that might be put on him hadn't gone off, but he knew it was always a good idea to stop and 'stock take', just in case.

Thing was, even he didn't feel anything unusual about himself, so the mystery of his sleepless nights would remain just that - a mystery. "What's spurred you on to be social with me?" he asked, rude maybe but then he knew Draco and the boy wasn't the type to make small talk. Not anymore anyway.