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[Welp. He stares at Arthur's reply before he facepalms on his side of the journal. How to even answer this is really quite beyond him at this point.

He sucks his cheeks in and lets out a heavy sigh, before he starts his response.]

Well that week was pretty strange, based on what I've been hearing. People dying, coming back to life, men changing into women and all that sort of stuff.

You said you liked him. I don't see why you're not sure then.

Edited 2012-10-07 23:25 (UTC)

I don't know!

It's so bloody stupid. I'd love to be perfectly content about this, I really would, but then I think back on all the idiotic things he's done and I wonder if it's not too soon for this kind of thing.

[SOS send help he needs John for this, this is far from his area of expertise.]

Well how long has he been nice to you? Since the Olympics? Honestly I think you jumped from being his target to being his boyfriend in record time.

Edited 2012-10-07 23:50 (UTC)

Give me some credit.

It's been longer than that. Maybe a year or more.

I was ignoring it.

Alright, so it's been more than a year. And how long have you liked him?

[There's a pause while he bumps his head against the table]

Honestly?
Probably a few months.

[Funny enough, he's doing the exact same thing.]

Well if you like him, and he likes you, then I don't see what's the problem. If he's "changed" and you think it's all sorted out between the two of you, then nothing's wrong.

Unless you think it was just the strange things happening in the castle that had you jump the gun with him.

Edited 2012-10-08 09:56 (UTC)

[INK... SPLOTS...]

Yes I'm quite sure the strange things happening had everything to do with why I jumped the gun, as you say.

But that isn't to say I didn't like it.
Er.

If you'd still like to speak face to face I think I can manage it without making too much of a fool of myself.

[INK...SPLOTS...BACK...DO YOU KNOW HOW AWKWARD THIS IS FOR HIM ARTHUR.]

Look, if it was the castle, then my advice is to wait things out a little. It was a hasty decision, you admit it, and even if you liked it you still need to really think it through properly, whether you're still going to be this happy in a relationship with Alfred in the future, whether it can last.

[Right now, he's...not too sure. The anger he felt was still there, but it had cooled down and instead there's hesitation, doubt and awkwardness filling in the gaps.]

It's up to you really. But I promise I won't deck you across the face.

Waiting is.. probably good advice. What a bloody mess.

[There's a pause while he taps his quill against the page]

Well, if you promise. Where's a good place?

Sorry to say it, but I agree with you.

Quidditch field? I doubt anyone will be there at this time of the day.

Don't be sorry for agreeing with me. You know I like it when people agree with me.

I'll see you there.

Even when it's a bloody mess like you said?

Ta.

[He doesn't reply, but heads down to the Quidditch field, idly pacing back and forth and occasionally stopping to tap his foot against the ground. When Greg appears, he shoots him a somewhat sheepish smile]

[The look Greg shoots him back when he arrives isn't exactly hostile, but it's not very friendly either.]

You've got yourself in a downright mess, Arthur.

[He shoves his hands into his pockets and frowns]

You might be exaggerating a little, there. It could be worse.

Well, look at it this way. If you're thinking that it might've been a mistake to just jump into the relationship, you're going to have to tell Alfred.

I don't fancy being in your shoes, at the very least.

[Arthur gives a small shake of his head]

I'm not going to do that.. but I'll be having words with him. I've been in more difficult situations, I'll say that much.

Just make sure Jones doesn't go around telling every single person in the castle about it next. Word travels fast in Hogwarts.

I think it's a bit late for that, don't you?

[Sigh..]

I know I should have told you, alright? If looks could kill, I swear to god..

When even the first years know about it? Probably.

[Greg glances elsewhere, stuffing his own hands into his pockets. When he speaks, his voice is a low mutter.]

At least you apologized to Victoria.

Edited 2012-10-08 12:05 (UTC)

[A flat, you-must-be-sodding-joking look is shot over to him at that question]

Of course I bloody did. I apologised to you as well, unless it slipped your notice.

Edited 2012-10-08 12:32 (UTC)

[He's careful to keep his expression away from Arthur, because he's not even sure how to hide the irritation underneath.]

Well then, apology accepted.

[Only, not really, but for the sake of peace and friendship he's willing to pretend it is.]

[He gives Greg a hard look, then presses his lips together and makes an irritated noise]

You know what, fine. You be that way. I admitted my mistake, apologised, and I meant it, but I'm not going to start grovelling around your feet for forgiveness. The ball's in your court now. You know where to find me when you want to stop acting like I just dropped your puppy off the top of the Astronomy tower.

[Arthur turns, and walks away, shoulders slightly hunched]

[He should just let Arthur go. Really, with his temper slowly starting to heat up again, he knows better than to start arguing when he's angry. Because that's when he says the stupidest things on earth.

But there's a sudden spike of...something in his heart, when he watches Arthur's retreating back. Too reminiscent of another friendship that had gone so wrong when everything had been so right. And it's what pushed the words out of his mouth before he could stop them.]

Well what am I supposed to do then!? I mean it when I say I accept your apology. I really do, or at least I'm trying even if I feel like an idiot!

Edited 2012-10-08 12:54 (UTC)

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