Okay now imagine that nothing actually transpired during the bus ride and our heroes made it all the way downtown without incident.
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While we are wandering around in search for a suitable lunch restaurant, we unexpectedly find a street fair. One look at each other and we've reached an agreement - some amount of food will be acquired right here. We wade right into the crowd, wandering up and down, looking for temporary tattoos and for food. We stand in line with six-year-old children to take pictures with the mascot, soak in the sound of drums and coo at the dogs who have accompanied their humans to the fair. But when it comes time to push through the crowd of people, I'd rather not lose him so I touch his back and he picks up on the touch and reaches out a hand behind. I take his hand and in the gentle jostling of people we lace our fingers together which feels so happily warm and tingly. When we make it out the other end of the crowd, he doesn't let go, but we look at each other, and smile, and know.
Who knows what else we did in that afternoon. What kind of food did we eat? Was there dessert? But when it comes time for him to go meet up with his parents, I walk with him to the bus station, and he turns to face me. "See you…?" I understand. It's been a year and a half since the last time.
Friends would hug and say goodbye, but everything up to this moment feels like it's been building to more than friends. If I do nothing right now, it may be another year before I see him again, but I am full of resolves to have no regrets and I wonder aloud, "Scorpius, would you please kiss me?"
We start gentle and chaste. But the longer we go on the less chaste this becomes, until someone wolf-whistles and shouts for us to get a room. We finally break apart and say our goodbyes, but to me, that kiss was so full of promise.