#c: In solitude there are answers (Theo)

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“ She’s gone. ” Draco began, voice cracked glass and winter wind. Viridity encased the hastily swaddled form of Scorpius in shades of jade, as the pair stepped through the floo. Draco had been in Knockturn, scouting properties for his workshop, a base for his alchemic studies when Mipsy, his house elf,  had appeared with his son and a note. 

I can’t do this -- I’m sorry.                                   it read in Astoria’s light and loopy script. 

Panic -- a familiar swarm of fire ants, claimed his throat as he returned to their townhouse in central London to find her things gone, all traces of her existence in his life, minus their wedding photos, erased. Their wedding day had been a cataclysm of defeat born out of convenience, and Draco had found comfort in their mutual unhappiness. They’d agreed to cohabitate and to go on living their separate lives to appease their families, to fulfil their duties, and when that had no longer been enough -- a child, an heir, Scorpius.

“ I didn’t know ...” he continued, eye’s -- storm clouds over the shore, rain drops encased in terror. “ I don’t know ...”

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“ Well, yes... ” she admitted, with a huff. “ But this is different. Look at it, Theo. Really look at it.” 

A heavy ball of navy velvet formal robes fell from Pansy’s arms to Theo’s bed with a THUD. Her father was completely out of line. The parcel had arrived this morning with a note -- for my little princess. She was going to scream.                                                                   -- Princess. Princess? This wasn’t fit for a nun.

“ The neckline is up to my chin! ”

“ i’m going to have to fight my parents. ” (from Pansy)

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“Don’t you frequently fight with your father already?” Theo asked, shoving her rumpled hair out of her face. It was too early for this, too early for one of Pansy’s rants about her family’s many foibles. In some ways, Theo thought she was lucky. With a family consisting of a mere two people, there was no space for the kind of imbroglios that sometimes engulfed her friends.

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– The end of an all night Slytherin study session; Pansy opens the curtains, a collective groan echos -

Theo: Sweet suffering Merlin, it's the morning already! What are we gonna do?

Pansy: Well maybe we could start with calmin' the fuck down.

Theo: Calm down? We're still on William the Orange, Pansy -- haven't even looked at the famine, let alone the Irish goblin rebellion, or pixie rising!

Pansy: We got the gist, they ran out of spuds, the goblins lost some gold -- everyone was raging.

Vince: Well, I still can't tell me rebellions from my risings.

Greg: And who's fault is that. If your lot had stopped invading us for five fuckin' minuets there'd be a lot less to wade through -- English prick.

Draco: Circe's tits -- Not this again.

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Theo: When I woke up this morning I had a feeling something terrible was going to happen, and also that essentially deep down, I'm quite an evil person.

Pansy: It's called a hangover, Theo. You'll be grand.

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Theo: *studiously doing homework, listening to instrumental music, very focused*

Greg: *upside down in a chair* do you think stars have feelings?

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‘  why  did  you  hit  him?  ’ (Greg)

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“ What ya’ mean? ” Greg began, voice -- gravel on wet cement, skinned knuckles held to his chest. “ Didn’t ya’ see the way he was looking at us, whisperin’ and laughing? Fecking eejit will thick twice now wont he. ”

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" why do you stick around with a misery-guts like me? " (Pansy)

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“ You’re not a misery-guts... “ Pansy repeated, voice -- dull kitchen knives and diricawl down. A third year she didn’t recognise ran past, feet spitting water across damp stone. It had rained. She was elated. For once they hadn’t missed the downpour -- they’d been in it.

Soaked through, a thin cigarette hung betwixt chipped fingers. Pansy struggled to light it as a gust of wind blew up the alley behind Madame Puddifoot’s. There was no way McGonagall would catch her out for smoking hidden here.

“ What’s with the DOOM and GLOOM, Theo? I know you know I’m more observant than I look. So spill. ”

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Pansy: All we need to do is a little creative charm work, and those Gryffindors wont know what hit them.

Theo: Your mind is amazing. If you put this much effort into your school work --

Pansy: Merlin, why do you have to ruin everything?

Greg: I know -- always talkin' about my potential.

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Pansy: Adrian Pucey was telling me you stopped by the bakery yesterday lunch time.

Draco: Well that's hardly news.

Pansy: Two buns he said you ordered.

Draco: Well, I often do.

Pansy: An apple turn over and a treacle tart.

Theo: Treacle tart? That's not like you. Couldn't pay you to eat treacle tart.

Draco: It was a bakewell tart. Apple turnover and a bakewell tart.

Pansy: Treacle tart it was, Pucey said.

Greg: Bakewell, Treacle who cares?

Pansy: He swore on it, said he saw it being bagged up.

Blaise: Pucey has eye's like a hawk.

Pansy: He said when you left you turned up Pump street.

Theo: Pump street? Who do you know on Pump street, Draco?

Pansy: What were you doing heading up Pump street, with a treacle tart?

Draco: I was visiting a friend of mine.

Theo: What friend?

Draco: A new friend.

Pansy: Oh, new is he?

Draco: Yes, new.

Greg: Doesn't Potter own a place up Pump street?

Draco: I wouldn't know, Potter and I --

Blaise: Potter, of course.

Greg: We can do without the details, Draco.

Pansy: No we can't.

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@tnott​ || con. 

A silent nod.                     A thin breath. 

“ That makes two of us then. I tried once semi-successfully in fifth year before everything, but ever since this ” Draco paused, eyes drifting to his forearm. The twisted flesh -- burnt ashen wood spiraling in on itself seemed to crack. “ nothing.”

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@tnott​ || con. 

“ I am being reasonable, Theo!” Pansy screamed, voice -- banshee on the prowl. “ Don’t you get it? I’m purple. PURPLE! and Draco saw, everyone saw. I bet it was those Weasel twins, and just because I laughed at that ridiculous dwarvin valentine their sister sent to Potter. Merlin, I’m basically a giant blueberry!” 

Pansy pressed her back against the door, and slid to the ground with a thud, her tights damp from the cold castle floor.

“ This is an absolute nightmare, Theo! I may as well stay in here until I expire, an old moldy blueberry, just waiting to be thrown in the bin.” 

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Draco Malfoy and Theodora Nott 

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Gregory Goyle and Theodora Nott 

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Pansy Parkinson and Theodora Nott 

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🌟 for Ginny

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V; Binning Binns -- Ginny is the new Flying instructor for Hogwarts and an unlikely relationship begins to bloom between the pair. 

V; What Did You Learn in School Today? -- Ginny’s innate sense of justice tends to get her in trouble from time to time. This is one of those times because the points taken away from Slytherin really should have been taken away from her, and she says as much. Now the Gryffindor’s are mad, and more and more Slytherin’s are talking to her including Theo. 

V; What Did You Learn in School Today? -- Theo happens across a tearful Ginny after a particularly nasty fight with Dean.

V; Digging Deep -- Theo has heard there are particularly old artifacts around The Burrow, and Ginny is nominated to keep Theo company while she works. 

V; The Weight of the World -- Ginny and Theo end up sharing a muggle cab after a night out and have a chat about expectations, the past, the future, and everything in between. 

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🌟 for Greg

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V; Digging Deep -- Greg, a private magic security officer is hired to accompany Theo and a handful of curse breakers in exploring a recently unearthed tomb. The curse breakers aren’t very good at their jobs, and the pair is trapped. 

V; Mother Revolution -- Greg gets arrested for having ‘a little chat’ with the father of Theo’s twins. 

V; What Did You Learn in School Today? -- Theo is trying to help Greg study, but he’s much more interested in brainstorming ways to take the piss out of Draco for being English. 

V; What Did You Learn in School Today? -- Greg needs help. He wants to ask Millie to the Yule Ball, but hasn’t a clue how. He goes to Theo for advice. 

V; The Bleak Winter -- Greg is finally at the top of the class. He’s taken the mark, no looking back. The Carrow twin’s brightest pupil, but when asked to report weakness and any inklings of decent from within the Slytherin ranks he’s not sure he can, especially when it’s Theo he may have to report.