May 10, 2014
The Academy Years
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The Academy Years
BARTY GET DRESSED. WE'RE GOING ON A DATE DAY.
Immediately following Gilderoy's words, the bathroom erupted in a series of loud bangs and crashes as Theta scrambled to get a towel around his damp hair and get the door open at the same time. Had he heard him properly? Did he just..? “YES!” he blurted out, all goofy smiles and reddened cheeks as he stared at him from the doorway. "I, I meant.. I would like to.. Of course! With you.. Yes.. But there is a problem with that. Two problems, actually. First, you've not forgot my name, have you? I'm not making myself into a fool here, am I? You were addressing me, weren't you, Professor? I would understand if you weren't. I did, after all, get ahead of myself here.. but more importantly - I mean secondly - would you please tell me what's happening to me? Look at this!" At that Theta reached up and removed the towel that had been hiding his hair, revealing that it had started to turn grey again. "This isn't normal, is it? I can't go out like this!"