Who: Draco and Blaise What: Draco wanted to have a talk with his dormmates Where: Dorm room When: Sometime over the last week (because both I and IJ notifs are made of fail!) Rating/Warning: TBA
The talk with Theodore had been about as circular and headache inducing as... well, as any talk with Theodore, really, but at least half of it wasn't Nott's fault, this time. Draco wasn't particularly interested in this order from his Aunt, and carrying it out to back up Snape's idea that he keep up appearances so that he could be more useful if the later that Snape had promised would be soon in coming ever actually came.
Still, it wasn't a bad idea to at least make this sort of cursory show if it and keep himself from being berated or worse the next time he found himself at home with his extended family. So, when he found himself alone in the room with Blaise, sometime later, he cleared his throat and waited until the boy was looking at him, then tried at least halfheartedly to begin the drudgery of it again.
"Blaise," He said, turning from his desk. "What are you doing?"