Alexander William (heartofnapalm) wrote in changedrpg, @ 2011-09-05 23:19:00 |
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Entry tags: | !date: 1997 - august, alexander william, jimmy peakes |
Who: Jimmy & Alex
When: Monday after curfew
Where: Gryffindor 4th Year Dorm
What: Jimmy can wander around naked as much as he likes!
Rating: PG-13/R? For Alex's disgraceful potty mouth
Open/Closed: Closed
At fourteen years old and weighed down with more than one chip on his shoulder big enough to rival a fully grown tree, Alexander usually wasn't very good at looking past his own whirpool of teenage angst to get to anybody else's. He was quick to take offense and to offend enough that he struggled to make and maintain friendships and the ones who did manage to sit through the abuse usually couldn't get past his indiscriminate hate for Purebloods and the way he spoke about girls, even if there was something strangely pure in the unbiased way he hated them all equally.
Jimmy was the exception that proved the rule really, and he'd noticed the distance his friend had been keeping - physically and otherwise - with growing concern. Well, concern after he'd had time to think through the immediate idea that Jimmy was abandoning him or was too busy to hang out with him anymore or any of the other multiple scenarios that presented themselves to his insecure mind. He'd come to his senses before he could confront his friend and shout at him, thankfully, and he'd noticed that Jimmy wasn't just withdrawn around him but with everyone. Once he'd started looking, initially to see if Jimmy really was just sick of his company, he'd noticed that there was some shade off with the other boy but he hadn't been able to tell what.
Jimmy's departure from the breakfast table that morning and the subsequent not-answering answers that he'd given about this weird owl note situation thing just kicked Alex over from concern to pissed off protectiveness (and just pissed off ness, although he tried not to feel angry at Jimmy for not being able to tell him - that was just an anger covering hurt all of which he knew was irrational, not to mention really self-centered) all of which culminated in his stalking Jimmy into their dorm room and closing the door behind them, spelling it locked so that they could talk in private.
He turned and simmered at Jimmy, his anger at whoever had burst his friends bouncy bubble seething. "What the fuck is going on with you?" he asked, blunt and awkward but as close to 'are you okay' as Alexander could manage right then. He hoped his friend knew him well enough to know that it wasn't the delivery but the sentiment of the things he said.