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7: Romantic Kiss

Dark, the corridors were pitch black, not a single lamp waslit. There was sound, but it was faint and far away. If you listened realclose, you could make out the light chattering coming from three halls down.There was a party going on but it was of no concern to the two students, theywere in a world of their own. Neither had made plans to go to the partyhappening tonight, for once Lucas had his mind set on something else. Someoneelse, a tall boy from another house with a smile so captivating there was scarcelyanything else occupying Lucas’ mind that day. He wasn’t sure why there was aparty, it wasn’t really of any concern to him. He was more focused on the boyin front of him. They were drawn tightly together, foreheads connected, lipsjust barely grazing one another. Cliché as it was, time stood still for the twolovers. With fingers entwined, Lucas looked at the other like his eyes held themoon, the stars and the sun.

Soon, the dark cove they had found became uncomfortable andthey had grown tired of just looking. Hands still laced, the pair quietly madetheir way to a more secluded but cozy spot. The soft timbre of Gray’s laugh wasLucas’ addiction, if there was a sweeter sound he didn’t want to know. In hismind, nothing could compare to pleasing tone emitting from his boyfriend when hesaw where they were heading.

“I’ve never really thought of the Divinations classroom as aprime make out spot”

The look in his eyes, the glint of amusement with a subtlehint of excitement only made Lucas itch for more. Luckily, the professor alwayshad a pile of pillows available. Buried deep inside the cushions he finallyallowed himself to indulge in the boy underneath him.

Lucas wanted this moment to last forever.  

Their noses bumped, despite all the experience he had,everything still felt so new, kissing Gray was a completely differentsensation. He took his time, with one of hands cupping the other’s cheek, helanguidly urges their lips together. At some point the other becomes needy, andhe respond in kind. Demanding pecks grace his jaw, as Lucas’ grip on the otherbecomes tighter.

With only the two of the in the expansive room, the onlylight filtering from the outside moonlight, the only noise coming from oneanother,

This was going to be a night neither would forget.

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4: Forehead Kiss (Xander)

The Gryffindor dorm was controlled chaos. Every bed except one was pristine, neatly folded, every corner tucked into place and every pillow fluffed. The middle bed was in a complete state of disarray, a pillow was missing, the sheets were rumpled and the area surrounding the bed was littered with books, candy wrappers, chocolate frog cards and empty bottles of butterbeer. Xander might have complained about the state of things if he hadn’t had a rather large Gryffindor male swathed around him completely. Lucas had him in his lap, arms holding him tightly, face buried in the crook of Xander’s neck. It had only been a few hours and yet the two boys had made a mess of things, Lucas had made a mess of things. Still, it was the rare days like this, where Lucas could convince his dorm-mates to leave early so he could sneak the other in, that he treasured.

It was moments like these where he let his façade slip, he allowed his vulnerability to show. It was moments like these where he tricked the other into thinking that he liked him back. With his tender touches and gentle voice. He did whatever Xander wanted to do, just because. He never made any advances towards the other, that's not what these days were for. They were for childish bickering, “lets read this book- I want to know what happens”. They were for noticing minute details in one another, “you have a beauty mark on the inside of your left thumb”. They were for doing nothing at all, just spending time with someone you cared for, and Lucas cared for Xander, he just didn’t love him. Bathed in the velvety glow of a wintery afternoon, they could spend eternity like that. With Lucas reading over Xander’s shoulder, asking a question every once and a while.

Truthfully, Lucas was content with this, content with Xander. But these moments are fleeting, they aren’t meant to last forever. Stomachs growling with the need for some real food, and the wintery light from outside was starting to fade. Lucas knew at some point someone would start to ask questions, wonder where either of them was. He couldn’t take that risk. They had to make an appearance at dinner or it would be too obvious.

Despite the discontent vocalized by the shorter, Lucas pulled him out of his bed and into the cold air of the room. He was still attentive, making sure the other was properly dressed (he didn’t want someone thinking the wrong thing, should they happen upon the Huffelpuff boy coming out of Gryffindor’s dormitory). He made sure he had all his books (he didn’t want one of his dorm-mates finding a stray book and asking questions). He made sure to see the boy out, placing a quick kiss to his forehead, before watching him leave (he wanted to make sure no one saw the two of them together).