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Colin Creevey ([info]starshaped) wrote in [info]flippedrpg,
@ 2012-09-16 02:08:00

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Entry tags:ch: bdh: dennis creevey, ch: love: colin creevey, p: emmy, p: kaitlin

Who: Colinglove & Dennisbdh
What: Finding each other again
When: Saturday nightish?
Where: Outside Gryffindor Tower
Warnings: Emosads.


Colin was nervous, but nothing showed it. He was careful not to show things around others. There'd been a lot of feelings when he'd been writing in his journal, but he'd been careful about even making noise. He couldn't let anyone know. He had to be careful. It wasn't allowed. They weren't allowed to feel everything the way they did. He shouldn't feel as much as he did. It was dangerous. Still, he couldn't help it. Dennis was his brother. Dennis was everything to him. Justin...as far as he was aware, wasn't here. It made his heart do weird, stoppy things. Like it was stuttering. He didn't want Justin not to be there.

For a moment, he had to focus on breathing and he leaned against the wall, looking as even and calm as he could, though his eyes closed. They were always the things that could give him away the easiest. He counted down from ten at least two times before he opened his eyes again, a carefully constructed expression. Dennis would be here soon and he couldn't show too much. He had to be careful. If anyone saw...

It was one thing to say that he loved his brother. It was another for everyone else to see it. It was dangerous.



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[info]starshaped
2012-09-18 03:16 am UTC (link)
Colin knew it made sense. Dennis was making sense. It was just that he was still on full alert. He was so used to being that way that it was hard to stop being that way. His mind and body were in a state of confusion, both trying to do different things. "I..." He frowned slightly before forcing himself to look unmoved. But then he wasn't supposed to be doing that? He didn't know.

"It could be a trap," he whispered, unable to say anything any louder. He was worried that his voice would crack if he spoke any louder. "They could be trying to use you against me." He didn't want to believe that was true and he reached out to check...for the scar that wasn't there. There was nothing there. His Dennis had one but this Dennis didn't.

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[info]artfuldennis
2012-09-18 03:25 am UTC (link)
Dennis frowned at Colin's suggestion. He could not argue that. He did not pull away from his brothers touch but his expression deepened, the frown setting in. "How would they remove the scar? And how would they clone people? You have seen the variants walking around by now, haven't you? Sirius Black? Lily Evans? Ginny Weasley? How would they do that, if this was a trap?"

He waited for an answer. He wanted Colin to trust him. He just didn't know what to say to make it so.

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[info]starshaped
2012-09-18 03:44 am UTC (link)
Colin watched him quietly, studying him, studying everything about him. Dennis with his freeness of expression. Dennis with his perfectly natural expression of emotions. How could it be that people were allowed to express things without consequence? He wanted to understand, but he didn't He didn't understand at all.

"I don't know," he said quietly. "I don't know." A few pink sparks and he was instantly drawn out of his thoughts, eyes squeezing shut as he started counting again.

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