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ackerley. ([info]ackerley) wrote in [info]riddikulus,
@ 2008-01-03 01:50:00


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WHO; Stewart Ackerley && Dean Urquhart
WHEN; After Curfew!
WHERE; The rainy Quidditch pitch.
SUMMARY; Stewart decides to have a late night flight, and bumps into someone.
RATING; lets go with PG13 for now.
WARNINGS; tba
STATUS; complete.



The Ravenclaw common room was littered with parchment and other such things, Stewart shook his head and grinned at the sight, because while they were all known for being smart, being tidy was another thing. Who had time to clean while there were assignments to be completed and essays to be done? Stewart glanced along the emptying common room, his foot tapping while he stretched his arms in his seat. It was getting late but he couldn’t help but think about going out to the Quidditch pitch to fly a little bit. After all, wasn’t curfew meant to be broken? And he knew most of the prefects that would be making rounds anyway, it wouldn’t be too hard to convince his friends to let him off the hook. Stewart jumped up and waved goodbye to a few of his dorm mates before he ran up to his trunk and grabbed his broom. It wasn’t the newest version of anything but it’d been his, and had always been reliable. With a second glance at the rain outside, he grabbed a cloak and quickly decided that he would need his wand to cast impervius before the night was over. With that he ran out from Ravenclaw Tower, just as the fireplace started flickering.

It was a simple trip out of the castle, the corridors were relatively clear, there had only been one close spot when Stewart had to quickly murmur nox because he had heard Filtch’s wheezy cough. Soon enough he was out and breathing fresh air, his heart buzzing excitedly at the prospect of flying. He didn’t really know what the whole entire school was complaining about, it was just barely drizzling, and it was still warm compared to how cold it got during Christmas. He made a beeline towards the Quidditch pitch, pulling his hood over his head and making his strides longer. He vaguely wondered how much trouble he’d be in if someone caught him in his midnight flight. He wasn’t one to be afraid of authority normally, but he’d had a very long summer and didn’t really feel like having detention or worse so early in the school year. He shook his head to clear his thoughts as he neared the pitch. He squinted his eyes a bit, looking out through what was now mist, as he saw someone else out this late.



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[info]ackerley
2008-01-05 05:11 am UTC (link)
“Ugh some Hufflepuffs I could honestly do without,” Stewart said with a look of distain across his face. He couldn’t even imagine someone doing that to him, he wouldn’t stand for it. It wasn’t that he didn’t think that wasn’t attractive just the fact that your partner would do that to you really made him sick to his stomach. Who pulled that shit?

He felt like he could breathe again when Dean responded, it wasn’t that he needed approval from anyone, just that he really liked Dean so far, and he hated when people would act odd for no reason whatsoever. But he was surprised that he was gay also, there was something there obviously, but for Dean to just come out and say it to somewhat of a complete stranger was really admirable. “Don’t worry Mate, I wouldn’t even think about it. It’s your decision to say it when you want to say it.” He walked more his chest no longer heavy now that they had gone though the actual talk, but something was still bugging him from before, in fact making him upset. Who was Dean here with the other night? He wasn’t jealous, but he really was starting to hate the guy. He wanted to give him a piece of his mind or something, you just don’t do that to people, especially people you’re supposed to care about.

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[info]thebetterdean
2008-01-05 05:15 am UTC (link)
“I know, and this one in particular.” Dean shook his head at the thought of Booth, but he was happy to hear that Stewart was on the same page about some of the Hufflepuffs at least. He was rather pleased to see that side of Stewart because it made him all the more attractive in his mind. He still wasn’t sure if he could trust Sam anymore after all that had happened.

Dean was glad to hear that Stewart had some sense about the matter of coming out. Dean was sick of the people he told just being all say it is no big deal, but really it was. Dean wanted to he did, but he wanted someone there with him to encourage him and be there for him. As much as he didn’t want to admit that, but he wanted to be in some sort of relationship before he said it. “Thanks Stewart, you are like the only one that has had that attitude.”

“The prat would be my dormmate who isn’t gay,” he stressed the isn’t as if it was a funny matter. “He says he is bisexual. Though from what I know I’m the only guy he has been with, and apparently wants to experience more. Now he is dating some girl, so I’m a little more than pissed off.” Dean sighed as he finished and looked back at Stewart, “hence me being grumpy.” He gave a sort of smirk and looked away.

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[info]ackerley
2008-01-05 05:50 am UTC (link)
“Who wouldn’t have that attitude? For everyone that says it isn’t a big deal it really is, people treat you differently and sometimes it’s better to just not deal with it. And even then it’s a personal decision.” Stewart’s sarcastic laughter filled the air. It’d been his choice to be open with everyone, and he’d had to deal with exactly what that entailed. It wasn’t exactly praised in the wizarding world, or boarding schools, “I’ve learned it’s better to not give a fuck about what people think.”

Stewart kept quiet when Dean went on about his roommate, he could guess that it was Samuel Harper, after everything Megan Jones had been saying in the journals. He just bit his lip and kept his hand in his pockets even though he wanted to reach out and comfort Dean however he could. It hurt just hearing about it. He’d gone through something similar last summer because despite how he’d felt about Tucker there’d always be another girl, and Stewart would always be his fall back to mess around with. And it was horrible, that feeling. Stewart just looked at Dean and bit his lip, unsure of what to say. “Well… that’s crap. You don’t deserve that.” Stewart walked behind Dean and hesitantly placed his hand on the other boy’s shoulder, debating on doing what every instinct in his body was urging him to do.

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[info]thebetterdean
2008-01-05 06:12 am UTC (link)
“I know they do, and I know they will treat me different.” Dean said as he looked back over to him. Dean didn’t want to be faced with the looks, the comments, or peoples ‘advice’ on it just being a phase. Dean bloody well knew it wasn’t a phase. He would come out when he was willing and ready, and it all depended on whether he had someone to be close too. Dean knew it sounded sappy but to have the comfort of a boyfriend would make it all the more easy on him.

“Care what people think? Nah I don’t really, more I don’t want to listen to the people’s comments and snide ideas. Not to mention the comments about it just being a phase. Bloody hell I would know if it was a phase or not.” Dean sighed as he shook his head. He wanted to come out mainly to get it over with, but he didn’t want to deal with the shit that came along. Dean never cared what people thought about other aspects of his life, asides for quidditch, so why would he care about what people thought of him being gay. Okay so it was sort of a like he kind of cared.

Dean was about to say something back when he felt the hand on his shoulder. He was surprised how warm it felt, but it did stop him from walking. Dean turned to look at Stewart and weakly smiled, it was the most he would get out of it. “I..uh thanks.” He said as he moved his arm to brush his hand away, but stead of removing it from him he just head the hand. Why was his body urging him to do things that he didn’t exactly want to do? Wait no he did want to do them, just he was surprised he was thinking of being so bold about it.

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