"Corvus" - Talking
'Black' - Thinking
~~Slytherin~~ - Parseltongue
"Avada Kedavra" - Spells/curses
'Crucio' - Silent Casting
"Dark" - Different Languages
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With a jolt Theodore Nott suddenly awoke, sitting up quickly he patted himself down as he drew ragged breaths. Cold sweat dripped down his face as he looked at his shaking hands, flinching as he tried to clench his fingers.
'They won't stop shaking.' Theodore worried before he suddenly flinched once again, clasping his left arm with his right
'Everything is so cold,' Theodore grimaced as he hugged himself for warmth "why won't the cold go away?!" He muttered frantically before a sound caught his attention
"Crabbe," Theodore blurted "Goyle." Theodore rose to his feet and scampered over to them
"Crabbe, Crabbe!" Theodore shook his friend "Wake up," Theodore prodded him "wake up!" he repeated a little louder
Crabbe groaned and rolled onto his side "Few more minutes." he mumbled
Theodore growled and stood, he quickly kicked Crabbe in the back before shifting over to Goyle.
"Goyle, wake up! Goyle!"
Goyle groaned and opened his eyes slightly "What?" He muttered
Theodore shivered as he felt the cold run through his limbs once again "Get up!" He said harshly "I told you not to let anyone in!"
Goyle jolted up "What?!" He looked around the room and frowned "I didn't, we didn't see anyone."
"Well someone did come in." he glared "They -" He continued
Goyle frowned "What did you say? He asked
"I said-" Theodore repeated but all Goyle could hear was jibberish
"I don't understand what your saying Theo," Goyle perplexed "it's like you are talking in a different language."
'The wards!' Theodore realised 'Of course, how could I have forgotten.' He chastised himself
'What should I do?' Theodore flinched once again from the phantom cold
"I have to do as they asked." Theodore muttered earning another frown from Goyle, no doubt not understanding what he had said
Theodore mulled in thought, unconsciously rubbing his cold hands, 'Come on! There must be something!' He raged
"I Theodore Nott swear- upon my magic, that I will no longer pursue Daphne or Astoria Greengrass, and that I will encourage my father to continue making problems for the Greengrass family, so mote it be."
'c'mon Theo! Think! Think!' He rubbed his temples 'Something, there has to be something!'
'-I will no longer pursue Daphne or Astoria Greengrass-'
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