An other turning point, a fork stuck in the road Characters: Justin Finch-Fletchley, Susan Bones Date: September 28th 2001 Location: Diagon Alley Summary: Justin finally meet a familiar face.
Justin had been going through weirds days lately, some better than others but in the end it was weird anyway. From his work place he knew like the back of his hand even if he had only worked there since he woke up to the Alexander he didn't remember having back home but had been there so often in his ghost memories. One thing was sure, he wasn't going back home so he might as well get some things changed in this one.
But one thing at the time. Instead of getting drunk, he was using the money to get some painting done in his flat and he was refreshing his wardrobe one piece of clothing at the time.
The only thing he couldn't wrap his mind around though was that man who had come to the pub and seemed miffed about the fact that Justin vaguely remembered him. It was only later, once he was showering, than his memories had kicked in. Maybe it was the scent of the shower gel or simply the water running down his body, but there was something oddly familiar and highly erotic about it. Justin had no idea how this feeling, or memory got thrown in with the whole shower ordeal so he just supposed it was residual, that this Justin he sometimes had memories of had possibly been much more sexualy than he was himself.
Shrugging off the strange sensation, he went to bed for a small nap but couldn't sleep. Everytime he closed his eyes it was this blond man's face hovering over him, clearly in ecstasy, that was brought up and after a few unsuccesful attempts at getting some rest he decided to go out for a walk.
He nearly tripped as he rushed down the stairs, dying for a breath of fresh air. But in his hurry, he unfortunately ran into someone and as he blushed deeply, Justin apologized. His eyes widened and he wrapped his arms arounf Susan desperately, so glad to see a familiar face, after almost two whole weeks in this new world.