Part Three, of around thirty if this plan works. No owny anything.

*Chustin*

Charlie and Justin slowly started to spend more and more time together. They both joined sports teams – different ones, sure, but still – and helped each other with homework almost every day. Their Prefects were glad, as either one could be feisty and rebellious, but together they seemed a bit calmer.

Not much, but a bit. It was probably because each tried to avoid getting the other hurt. Charlie still hadn't forgiven the Stuart even though almost three months had passed and people were now leaving for the Christmas break. The boys weren't looking forward to spending three whole weeks apart.

They'd agreed to exchange gifts the last day of term, as Justin was going home so there was no chance of meeting up. The Brit wasn't thrilled by the idea of three weeks with his parents, who were already nagging him to find a girl to date despite his age.

They swapped presents in Charlie's room because the Windsor had somehow ended up with a single. Justin teased that they were already prepping him for Prefect duties since he was the only sane one in the whole House. Charlie had laughed and pointed out he'd had four detentions that semester.

So now they were sitting next to each other, holding their gifts for their best friends. Chaz was slightly worried about his, because he'd had problems thinking what to get Justin. The Brit smiled and passed Charlie a blue-wrapped package. "Merry Christmas... kind of. Better early than late though, right?"

"Merry Christmas to you too." Charlie answered, handing over the gift bag. Justin grinned at him, carefully unsticking the tape that held it shut as Charlie began to open his present just as carefully. Justin laughed, so he looked up. "What are you giggling at, Hanover? Is this going to kill me or something?"

Justin shook his head. "Just how careful we're both being."

"You started it." Charlie grinned, pulling another piece of tape off. Justin rolled his eyes, opening the bag and tipping out the collection of things inside. Charlie watched, biting his lip. To his relief, Justin seemed pleased with his pile of small gifts. A RENT DVD, newer, better headphones, some fancy chocolate, iPhone cover.

"I didn't really know what to get you." He admitted.

"You did well." Justin laughed. "Well done for realizing I didn't have a copy of RENT anymore, though."

"Realizing? You whined about it for weeks."

"Shut up." Justin scowled. Charlie grinned at him and opened his own present, unfolding the jacket he'd mentioned liking.

"Well remembered." He smiled. Justin shrugged.

"You're welcome."

There was a knock at the door, and Charlie's mom Claire slipped in. "Ready to go?"

"Sure." Charlie slipped the new jacket on and grabbed his bag. "See you soon Switzerland."

Justin followed them to the door, carrying his stuff. "I'm sure you'll survive. Bye!"