Who: Terry, anyone who'd like to join
When: Friday 1th October
Where: Terry's cell
Rating: TBA
Summary: TBA
Status: Incomplete?
Terry hadn't shaved all week. It was glorious. The clothes that the prisoners had been given weren't particularly flattering (at a guess, it was probably driving Rita the craziest of the lot of them), but Terry was glad he didn't have to think too much about laundry this week, especially as he was rubbish about doing the whole separating darks from whites thing with his clothes.
Neville seemed too distracted by being ill to be a tyrant or anything like that, so Terry didn't even have to worry about it. He didn't think it likely that Neville would be at all overbearing as a jailer, though, knowing what he had been like with the DA in seventh year. So Terry could just laze about in his cell and sleep just as much as he wanted. Perfect.