SWEET

“If I could have him like this in my dreams every night of my life, I'd stake my entire life on dreams and be done with the rest.”

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HOGWARTS HOUSE: Ravenclaw.

WAND: 12 inches long and made of ash, with a unicorn hair core.

PET: Cat.

PATRONUS: Mongoose.

AMORTENTIA: Freshly picked apricots and peaches. 

BOGGART: Being alone forever.

MIRROR OF ERISED IMAGE: Impressing and winning Oliver over.

EXTRA INFO: He doesn’t like his fellow ravenclaws and could have gone into slytherin, but he didn’t want to be near them either. So, he chose ravenclaw.

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apricotjvice

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even though he knew he probably shouldn’t be seeking the other out at a time like this, oliver was like a moth drawn to a flame. there were so many darkened corners in the town hall that there was a good chance they could get away with anything. though the moment he found what he was looking for, instead of feeling joy there was nothing but jealousy and rage. bitterness consumed the man as he watched elio dance with some girl, jaw clenching subtly every now and then. it wasn’t fair. sure, he had danced with chiara a few times while elio was watching, but he was never that close with the girl. to tame his woes, he grabbed a glass of champagne. one glass turned into four and before long, he was leaning against the wall for support. it was then he heard approaching footsteps, turning to see elio. “–what the hell do you want?”

elio had obviously been looking for oliver throughout the night, but somehow the man had managed to evade him for quite sometime. however, once he finally spotted him, elio made a beeline for him -- he wasn’t going to let him slip away again. though the other’s words caught him off guard. “what?” he asked, nose scrunching up. “you say that as if i’m bothering you. am i bothering you, oliver? ‘cause i can just go,” he said, irked by the man’s strange attitude and suddenly very much over this stupid ball. elio didn’t think he’d done anything wrong, so oliver’s reaction to him was unwarranted.

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garcdenflower

Eden positioned herself, her arms gently around his shoulders. Dancing wasn’t something the blonde had much experience with.  “ I apologize beforehand if I stumble all over the place. “ the blonde giggled, blushing a bit. 

Elio’s hands found their place above the girl’s hips as he carefully led her. “Don’t worry about it -- slow dancing isn’t really my favorite anyway. But, there isn’t much other choice, is there?” He said in a teasing voice. “I’m Elio, by the way.”

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afallenbridge

While most photographers enjoyed finding their models through casting calls, Jesse abhorred finding someone desperate for attention – thrusting themselves in front of cameras without hesitation. He much preferred to find subjects that were humble and simply taking up an opportunity that presented itself. Jesse couldn’t help but chuckle as he nodded slightly. “I don’t know if that’s a pick up line or not but… yes. I think people would like it. You’re really attractive, surely you know that though.” Or maybe he didn’t.

Elio gave a small laugh, shaking his head. “I’m not, but thanks,” he said. If he were attractive, he could actually tempt Oliver to actually spend more than ten minutes alone with him. “I guess I could be in a strange way, but most like the conventionally attractive -- not the strangely so. Like you,” he said, motioning to the other who he found to be more conventionally attractive. Hell, maybe Oliver would rather spend time with this guy than Elio.

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apricotjvice

Oliver wasn’t even sure he was going to go through with this all, but after hearing Elio’s parents gush over the fact that he had a girlfriend – he knew that it didn’t matter if his secret was leaked or not, but going through with this all would at least spare him what was left of his shattered dignity. He took in a deep breath the moment Elio began to question him, fingers delicately pinching the bridge of his nose. “Why do you care if I leave or not? You’re going to be too preoccupied with your new girlfriend to even notice if I’m here or not.” Venom lined his words as he turned his back on the younger male. “I thought… nevermind. I don’t know what I thought. It’s just time for me to leave, maybe I should have left long ago.”

Elio’s eyes narrowed as he watched and listened to the other. He felt betrayed when he mentioned his girlfriend even though Elio was the one who was probably betraying the other. He ignored the tears welling in his eyes -- he wasn’t going to cry. “You really think I’m not going to notice because of a girlfriend? If I didn’t care I wouldn’t be asking why, I wouldn’t be telling you to stay. You have to stay,” he said, standing up and fingers gripping onto the front of Oliver’s shirt. “You know why I need you here. You know, Oliver,” he said, voice quieter and gentler this time. He knew the other had to have known his feelings -- they were so obvious.

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apricotjvice

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While it might have seemed a bit unconventional for a first date to be held in such secrecy, Oliver knew that he had no choice here. All the thoughts and beliefs his father had drilled into his head while growing up always won over in the end, causing him to stay hidden in the proverbial closet. To make up for this all, he had prepared a candlelit dinner in Elio’s old room – or well, his room now. He had sprawled a blanket out on the floor with two dishes Mafalda had cooked for them, tiny tealight candles scattered around the room. In the background there was Litz playing softly, not wanting to subtract too much from the conversation they were bound to have ( or maybe lack thereof ). The moment the door to the room opened, Oliver turned to face the other with a sheepish smile on his lips. “What do you think?”

Elio’s stomach was in knots while he thought about the date the two would have. Of course, it wasn’t too romantic considering it apparently was being held in the house but Elio didn’t need romantic -- he just needed Oliver. And though he would love for the town, his parents, and the whole world to know about the two of them, that would probably never come to pass. He shrugged the thought away as he entered the room, the dim and warm light of the candles engulfing him as he slowly sat on the floor. Oliver’s features were even more defined in light like this, forcing Elio to fall for the man even more. “I think you outdid yourself. I like the Litz,” he noted, reaching out to take a sip of his glass in order to wash away his sudden nerves. “I’m surprised you even agreed to this -- even more so that you didn’t turn it into a joke.”

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apricotjvice

Those soft sounds that escaped the boy’s lips had Oliver’s pulse quickening and his suspicions were immediately confirmed, unsure what to do at this point. Should he just stand there and enjoy the show ( so to speak )? Or should he speak up? Maybe the right answer was one he didn’t want to accept: turning around and pretending as if he had never seen this happening. Though before he could make up his mind, the decision was made for him and he folded his arms tightly across his chest. That was the best excuse he could come up with? It almost made him chuckle. “Dizzy, huh? I don’t think that would really help with the dizziness, probably only add to it.” He stated, tone rather deadpan despite the teasing nature of his comment. He was wearing his red shorts, it should have been a prediction for the other.

Elio wet his lips, eyes darting away as his mind hurriedly tried to save him from the sinking hole he was now in. He shook his head slightly. “That? That what? I was laying down like I said. This was my room after all -- I should be able to lay in it sometimes,” he said, though he probably wasn’t helping his case at all. “Could you just get whatever it is you came in for? I’m really tired and I’m already here, so I think I might nap for an hour or something,” he said, not wanting to be forced to get up. He would be forced to give up whatever dignity he had left if he did so.

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apricotjvice

Even though Oliver enjoyed going out most nights, whether it was to the club or to gamble, he hadn’t really been feeling up to it as of late. With so much heavily weighing on his mind, his only escape was to the balcony he and Elio shared. “Sure, I’ll eat dinner with you. I mean I would feel bad if you had to eat alone,” he had to pretend that he wasn’t as eager as the other. The moment they drew closer to the house, Oliver reached for the back door and held it open for the other with a smile. “Maybe you can play something for me? If you’re feeling up to it, of course.” He knew that Elio didn’t like being asked to play as much as he was, but he hoped that the other would be willing to do it for him at least.

It was strange to have a thought that went along the line of enjoying walking behind someone, but that’s exactly what Elio thought. He liked the freedom seeing the other’s back brought -- something that ensured the older male couldn’t see how long Elio’s eyes lingered on his person. He let out a scoff as he walked through the open door, mourning the loss of the man’s backside. “Whether I eat alone or not doesn’t really matter to me. But, sure -- I could play something while we wait for dinner I guess,” he said, giving a one shouldered shrug despite being thrilled that Oliver wanted to hear him play. He hated showing off to his family and parents’ friends, but with Oliver it was different. Oliver really listened to him, had things to say other than ‘that was lovely, Elio’. He made his way over to the study housing the piano and sat on the bench, hands delicately and automatically running over the keys. “Or would you rather the guitar?”

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“ I can’t remember the last time i’ve done something fun like this! “ Eden replied as she looked around the room awestruck. Something about balls had always brought out the giddy side of the blonde. Wearing a pretty floral gown, while a crown of pink and white flowers rested atop her head, made her feel as if she was living out all her childish fantasies. “ Come and dance with me please? “ she begged as she grabbed them by the hands eagerly. “ My night won’t be complete without it. “

As much as Elio wished he was dancing with someone else, it wasn’t possible in a space like this -- with the whole town his parents watching. It was almost cruel, like dangling a piece of food in front of a starved street dog and telling it not to drool. He’d barely even registered that the other was talking before he caught her question. Well, he might as well do something. Plus, she was pretty. “Um, yeah. We can dance -- come on,” he agreed, holding her hands back and pulling her gently to the main dance floor.

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apricotjvice

The day passed by rather slowly for Oliver, or at least more so than usual, but he knew he was to blame for that. He had given himself something to look forward to, something he hadn’t had in quite some time now. Once he arrived home after a long day, he changed into some more relaxing attire and fixed his hair, before waiting for those painstaking hours to pass him by. Once his watch displayed the time he had been ( not so patiently ) awaiting, he entered the adjoining bathroom between their rooms before opening Elio’s door. “Hey,” the greeting was far more nonchalant than he presently felt.

Elio was beginning to think that the other might not show -- but that was probably just his anxious impatience setting in. When he heard the opposite door open, he quickly looked away to make it look like he wasn’t waiting like he had. He looked up casually as he heard the other’s voice. “Hey,” he repeated lamely, suddenly unsure what he should even do. He stood, slowly approaching Oliver as he looked up at him. They’d been this close before, but this time it was much different. This time, he reached out and grasped the front of the man’s shirt before leaning into his chest.

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Elio pursed his lips as he waited for the minutes to slowly tick by, feeling as though time was running slow just for him. It was stupid, really, to ask Oliver on a date. But, he felt as though he hadn’t any other opportunities left to be with the other. He wasted his time pacing here and there about the house, pretending to learn a new song on his guitar, showering twice, until finally it was a few minutes until midnight. He bit at his thumbnail anxiously as his eyes remained glued to the door. Was he actually going to show?

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garcdenflower

If there happened to be a benefit to this whole situation then Georgette couldn’t find it. The body that she now occupied was pretty though, she had to be thankful for that at least. Touching the locks of her dark hair she let out a exasperated sigh. Her attention was quickly pulled when she felt someone run head first right into her. “ Hey! Watch where you’re going. “ the prissy poodle snapped at the stranger. 

Oliver scrunched up his nose. He knew he was in trouble, but some people should lighten up a bit. She seemed to be perfectly fine anyway. “I said I was sorry,” he repeated, almost in a mumble. “Why is it you people never run anyway? You’re always walking. Probably why some of you are way bigger than others,” he commented, not thinking it would be offensive.

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Oliver was attempting to catch his breath after traveling probably the entirety of the town. His current legs were not well equipped for such a long trek. He sat on the edge of the sidewalk and looked out, trying to find somewhere he could snatch up some food like Dodger so effortless did. It should be easier as a human right? He wouldn’t be shooed away at least. “Hey, are there any food carts around here? I didn’t spot any while I was running around, but I could’ve missed them.”

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Oliver had been running through the streets, in a bit of panic as he looked for everyone while also enjoying the new sights and smells. It was like some weird nightmare -- especially with these useless legs. He practically plowed someone over as he turned a corner at top speed. He’d slid slightly on the concrete, but was quick to stand up. “Ow, sorry. Didn’t see ya there,” he said, not too apologetic though still careful not to offend the other.

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apricotjvice

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Oliver was trying his best to gather his thoughts as he sat at Elio’s his desk, hands folded upon the surface. This was the only place he had ever felt at home and now he was expected to leave it? The thought of not doing what the threatening sender had asked of him vaguely crossed his mind, but he knew that there would be grave consequences if he didn’t. His attention was grabbed the moment he heard the door to the adjoining room shut, that sound once that brought him joy only brought him pain. He took in a deep breath and rose from the desk, opening the bathroom door and entering Elio’s room. “I thought I should tell you in person that I’m leaving in the morning.”

Elio’s mind felt like mud and he felt sick to his stomach. There was nothing wrong with having a girlfriend, but having one when he had no feelings for her and you were thinking of the man staying in your old room? That’s what was wrong. As soon as he entered his room, he collapsed onto his bed. Perhaps his pillow could suffocate him. But, instead, he was met with something that was far worse. He turned around, shocked. “What? Leaving? But... you’re not supposed to leave -- not yet,” he said, voice soft with confused desperation. How could Oliver leave so suddenly? When they hadn’t even had enough time together? “Why? Don’t.”