Who: Justin & Susan When: Early Thursday morning before class Where: First floor girls loo (Moaning Myrtle's) Summary: Two friends catching up & talking, mostly about boys Rating: PG-13
Justin hardly slept, he tossed and turned restlessly unable to settle. He knew he was obsessing but he couldn't help it, he knew what he wanted, at least he sort of knew; he was too afraid to go for it, afraid of rejection or embarrassment or embarrassment from rejection. Not to mention the person who was partly responsible for his insomnia, despite being younger seemed more worldly, at least in the matter of sex and relationships than himself. It was a lot to take in and had he been discussing this with Susan from the start he probably wouldn't be in the state of mind that he was in to begin with. He could have talked it through calmly with her.
Then there was whatever was going on with Susan and the 8th year Ravenclaw boys. He wouldn't stand for it if they really were making fun of her, he wouldn't allow them to get away with that. He needed the entire story from her.
He was so thankful Susan woke earlier than usual and agreed to meet privately to talk. He wasted no time quickly throwing on his uniform and grabbing his books to meet her in the Common Room so they could go somewhere private. They walked in silence up the the first floor girls lavatory, the one usually inhabited by the ghost Myrtle. Once there they called out for Myrtle, asking her politely if they could talk in private. When she didn't agree to leave they instead asked if she would swear not to tell anyone what they discussed. She quickly agreed to that and floated next to them, obviously hoping to hear something interesting.
Standing face to face with his best friend Justin didn't know where to start so instead he pulled her into a tight hug. He sighed and mubled into Susan's hair, "I don't know where to begin."