Hello there! Puck and Kyo here! I am here to give you more of this story as well apologize for the wait I've given you. God, I'm so sorry! *sweat drops* The problem is that I am extremely lazy and easily distracted, so I never get on here to get anything done! But I'm here now!
Arthur's POV
Alfred has finished his candy but he's still being obnoxious.
I get the feeling he's generally obnoxious.
All I wanted was to sit quietly and read my book, to learn about Hogwarts and it's previous headmasters, etc. But no. I had to get stuck with the noisy transfer student! I sigh. There must be something good about him. I mean, he's rather physically attractive, so I suppose the girls like him. But I can't find much else about him that's good. Maybe he's secretly intelligent?
I put my book down, and look him over. He's blabbing on about something, American Football I think. Never understood that sport.
He stops. "Do I have something on my face?" I blush, and then snort. The blush, because he caught me, the snort, because he has a lot on his face.
"Yes," I say, "Quite a bit of chocolate actually." Now he's the blushing one. Though you can't see it well through all the chocolate.
"Um, ah, where?" I chuckle. "Here," I say pulling a hanky out of my pocket and handing it to him. He sort of stares at it then dabs it on his nose, not getting any of the chocolate.
"Did I get it?" he asks. I shake my head, chuckling. "Here," I say again, grab the hanky and wipe it off for him. "Hope you don't mind," I say, blushing, leaning back in my seat.
"N-no," he says awkwardly, "thanks dude." I can't help it, I crack up.
Alfred's POV
Well, that was kinda weird. But I don't have chocolate on my face anymore, so yay! Arthur's pretty cool, a little booksie though. But he's nice when he wants to be I guess, and I learned a lot from him! Yeah, he's a cool dude.
We're just kinda sitting there when there's a knock at the door. It's a girl, she's wearing a badge that says 'prefect'. "You two had better get into your robes."
Arthur nods, grabs a neatly folded pile of clothes, and heads out to a nearby bathroom. I rummage through my bag until I find my robes and rush into the bathroom too. There are stalls, and I go in to one and quickly change.
I rush back out to the little box and Arthur's sitting there, reading his book. He looks up at me, and raises his very large eyebrows.
"What?" I say. "You're wearing that wrong." "I am?" "Yes." "Oh." I feel color rushing to my cheeks. I hate looking stupid. He walks over, and fixes it. I was wearing it backwards.
"It's alright," he says, "At least you managed to get it on! I've seen people do way worse!"
I smile. He can be nice when he wants to.
End Of Chapter
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