A rather stressed looking Theodore answered after a few moments, only letting the door open a crack. A cat was held to his chest, and he was batting away a rather frantic house elf who was clinging to his legs. It looked up at Levi, eyes wide and immediately fled, loud banging following after him.
"Yes?" he asked, opening the door a little further now that Ewling was out of sight. The room behind him was still a mess, despite his best efforts to tidy up after Ewling he just couldn't keep up.
A less-than confident, but full smile appeared nervously over Levi's face as he leaned against the door frame, arms over his chest. After all that... running to the hospital bit, and arguing with Draco, and having himself used in the Prophet as bait for fangirls, he wasn't even going to get a hug or a... a smile like those people did in the movies? Oh. Of course, though. The boy was blind.
"Hi," he dragged, smile heard in his voice.
"Feeling better then? No metal floating about inside?" A lazy hand pressed behind the cat's ears as he spoke.
A wide smile blossomed on Theodore's face, showing his teeth and a faint flush colour his cheeks. "Levi, hi. Sorry, I was afraid you were one of the muggles. Do you want to come in?" he asked, opening the door wider.
Solo purred and Theo gave a small laugh. "I hope not. I'm feeling much better then I was in the hospital actually, though all the potions are getting a bit confusing...that and Ewling keeps stealing them and replacing them with chocolate sauce."
A hand on Theodore's shoulder, Levi slid in with an easy grace, once arm scooping up the cat to keep to himself. Cooing to it quietly, he meandered towards a chair unfilled by books and oddities and sunk into it.
"Never met a house elf who'd gone craz-" And just as though it had been destined all along, he was cut off by another cat flying into his face, fur in his mouth, claws along his neck, and the unmistakable croak of an aged elf screaming "I've saved you Mr Nott, now ruuuun!".
Then the rough patter of small feet, and two spindly arms grabbing his ankles and holding tight. The cat jumped away to somewhere nowhere near as cozy and warm as Levi's mouth and Levi was free to tug hair from his lip with a disgusted groan, the cat in his arms remarkable unperturbed under the warmth of his free hand.
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"Yes?" he asked, opening the door a little further now that Ewling was out of sight. The room behind him was still a mess, despite his best efforts to tidy up after Ewling he just couldn't keep up.
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"Hi," he dragged, smile heard in his voice.
"Feeling better then? No metal floating about inside?" A lazy hand pressed behind the cat's ears as he spoke.
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Solo purred and Theo gave a small laugh. "I hope not. I'm feeling much better then I was in the hospital actually, though all the potions are getting a bit confusing...that and Ewling keeps stealing them and replacing them with chocolate sauce."
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"Never met a house elf who'd gone craz-" And just as though it had been destined all along, he was cut off by another cat flying into his face, fur in his mouth, claws along his neck, and the unmistakable croak of an aged elf screaming "I've saved you Mr Nott, now ruuuun!".
Then the rough patter of small feet, and two spindly arms grabbing his ankles and holding tight. The cat jumped away to somewhere nowhere near as cozy and warm as Levi's mouth and Levi was free to tug hair from his lip with a disgusted groan, the cat in his arms remarkable unperturbed under the warmth of his free hand.
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