shuffles uncomfortably, mutters We... we need to combine our skills. For the curse.
"All right, let's get this over with."
takes out a dusty map Right, so according to my research, there's an entrance to the forgotten catacombs behind this bookshelf over here.
pushes the bookshelf aside, revealing a hidden passageway Here we go. pauses and looks at James You first, James. Lead the way.
follows closely behind James, nervously wringing his hands So, um... why exactly did you agree to work with me on this?
Because someone has to keep your ass out of trouble
snorts and rolls his eyes Oh please, like I need you to watch my back. I've handled myself just fine all these years.
bristles, defensive tone Look, I may have made some mistakes in the past, but that doesn't mean I can't handle myself.
Do you even remember the last time we fought together?
hesitates for a moment, then speaks quietly Y-yeah... I remember. It was during the First Wizarding War. We were fighting against the Death Eaters.
No I mean when you saved my ass
stammers, looking away W-well, yeah, I... I did save your sorry arse back then, didn't I? But that doesn't mean I need your gratitude or anything.
Well if you didn’t care about me you wouldn’t have done it
<As they venture deeper into the forgotten catacombs, a trap is triggered, causing the floor beneath them to give way. Theodore and James find themselves falling into darkness.>
Shit! Hold on! He casts a protective charm around both of them, softening their fall.
groans as he lands hard on the ground Bloody hell, that was unexpected. James, are you alright? extends a shaky hand towards James
Yeah, I'm fine. You? reaches out to help Theodore up
winces as he takes James's hand and pulls himself up Yeah, just a few bruises. Nothing I can't handle.
Come on, let's find a way out of this mess.
glancing around in the darkness, his voice trembling Okay, okay, stay calm. We need to find a light source. Maybe there's candles or torches nearby.