Captains Along Rest in Nest

mood: bouncy

music: Andrews Sisters - Hula-Ba-Luau

He Is Different - originally written by Miraella, translation from czech by The Writer of So Slash:

Offences. Hostile glances. Flout.

Lonesome classroom. Quiet. No one around. You are alone. The two of you. Only You and Him. He, you. It's dark. Your bare bodies are poorly lighted by gleams of burning candles. Dabs. Osculations. Silent words. He whispers to your hair. Letch. Desire. Two bare bodies. Of you two. And then...

Offences again. Malicious gossip, stilly words of hatred.

Prefects' bath. It's again you two. Sobby flooring with trails after your feet. He in shower. Embrace - clasp. Kissing. Imprecations with remissions. Now it's only you, none other. Passion, sogginess... Cold walls. He in you -

You'll meet. Couple of grudging eyes. You are sorry. Why is this him?

Black night. You are after him, following him to the lake. ,,Still you?" he interposes as amused as he is. You lowly let him benumb you by his first word. You enjoy it, so long as you know that he is only yours. It is going to be the other way when a day arrives. You are hardly trying to not to think about it. You. Him. Soft ground. You lie, you kiss the other. Morning occurs.

Quidditch pitch. Hostile glances.

,,I booked the pitch for Gryffindor, Flint!"

,,Easy, Wood. I've got a note." he answers with familiar sneering face.

He is not like he was the evening before. He is different.