It had taken hours for Cole to finally calm himself. It had been such a minor situation that it was unlikely that anyone else had noticed. It wasn’t as if other people could feel his heart racing in his chest…or see the way his hands shook as he bolted from the library. Henry probably couldn’t tell either, right? For a short moment it felt like the two of them had been frozen in time. Cole would’ve given anything for moments like that to happen regularly. To touch, to talk, to spend all of his hours with his fellow Ravenclaw would be exquisite.
The shorter boy sat in his room staring at the toes of his shoes for far too long. He was supposed to meet Harry in the dungeons for the rest of the project soon. Unfortunately, his shock had kept him from studying at all. He would be next to useless sitting in the dungeons with Harry. At least the taller of the two boys was beyond talented with potions and would probably do fine on his own; but Cole hated pushing most of the work off on his friend. It was rude, it was lazy, and above everything else it left him having to explain why he hadn’t been able to study. That would be very difficult.
Finally finding the courage, Cole kicked his feet out and over the side of the bed. He had to find some way to get over this and face his friend like he always did. It wasn’t as if they had never been alone in a room together. In fact, they had been mostly undressed in a room together. It was a burden that Cole had done his best to ignore—sleeping in the same dorm as the boy he felt so strongly for... In those moments when he found it hard not to stare he always came up with some excuse… what could he come up with tonight?
He hurried down the tower steps, heavy book bag swinging awkwardly as it smacked against his thigh. It was time to get over this. It was time to do something. Cole slowed significantly as he approached the entry to the room in which he knew he’d be meeting Harry. Blue gray eyes closed with a heavy sigh. Steadying himself, Cole passed through the threshold and into the room, immediately setting down his book bag and pulling out an array of books. He didn’t even look up to see if Harry had already arrived… This was going to be a long night.
A very long night…
@Henry Berkwood
The shorter boy sat in his room staring at the toes of his shoes for far too long. He was supposed to meet Harry in the dungeons for the rest of the project soon. Unfortunately, his shock had kept him from studying at all. He would be next to useless sitting in the dungeons with Harry. At least the taller of the two boys was beyond talented with potions and would probably do fine on his own; but Cole hated pushing most of the work off on his friend. It was rude, it was lazy, and above everything else it left him having to explain why he hadn’t been able to study. That would be very difficult.
Finally finding the courage, Cole kicked his feet out and over the side of the bed. He had to find some way to get over this and face his friend like he always did. It wasn’t as if they had never been alone in a room together. In fact, they had been mostly undressed in a room together. It was a burden that Cole had done his best to ignore—sleeping in the same dorm as the boy he felt so strongly for... In those moments when he found it hard not to stare he always came up with some excuse… what could he come up with tonight?
He hurried down the tower steps, heavy book bag swinging awkwardly as it smacked against his thigh. It was time to get over this. It was time to do something. Cole slowed significantly as he approached the entry to the room in which he knew he’d be meeting Harry. Blue gray eyes closed with a heavy sigh. Steadying himself, Cole passed through the threshold and into the room, immediately setting down his book bag and pulling out an array of books. He didn’t even look up to see if Harry had already arrived… This was going to be a long night.
A very long night…
@Henry Berkwood
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