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Unlike the young Slytherin, Derf's nightmares were not of caves and grindylows - he had seen and experienced much more fierce horrors in his years at Hogwarts. His own thoughts about the day were still preoccupied with why a Dark creature just so happened to be dwelling in a cave that housed treasure - though they were only dark because they, on occasion, would eat people. He was certain that they were there to protect it, but for how long? The treasure had been old and weathered by what Derf could tell - and he HAD studied the coin still in his possession a fair bit - so it naturally made the Hufflepuff's mind and imagination spiral into unsavory historical references.
Cave set out with traps to protect something precious? Sure sounded a whoooooooole lot like the cave stuff full of inferi Voldermort had established in the protection of Slytherin's locket. Just a little watered down.
Har har har.
Though presently his thoughts were on his leg and the pressure he felt around the wound there (maybe they would have to chop it off?) and his eyes were semi rolling back in his head as sleep began taking him...until he heard a voice and then he jolted upright and gave a bit of a yelp like a kicked crup when his leg muscles tightened. "Lydia? Hey," he grimaced as eh re-situated himself in his seat. "Yeah...I'm okay. Just getting my leg looked at by the healer." Finally but, you know. "Thanks for getting that grindylow off me, by the way." Though there was no by the way about it, it was hardly a casual thank you. "I really owe you one." A favor, a chocolate frog, whatever.
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