I'm sorry this took so long. But... I kind of thought everyone else had given up on demons. *shrugs* Anyway this is just posted on the off chance that there still someone out there who still refuses to let Mina/Ruby die... :D

"Anyway," Luke said as he sat down with infuriating ease in his cinema seat – Ruby, hands full with sweets and her industrial size coke flavoured water, had been attempting to sit for about 3 minutes by using her knees as leverage to pull the bloody contraption flat. She glared at it – "I wanted to talk."

Ruby froze. There were admittedly lots of things she didn't want to talk about: Mina, Luke, Pianos, Self help-

"It's about Galvin." Ruby breathed. Galvin fortunately was on her list of acceptable conversation topics. She took note of Luke's bent head and clasped hands – and was he blushing?

"Uh, yeah. Go ahead." She finally dropped into her seat, only managing to spill half of her popcorn across the floor, "it's not about...spooky stuff is it?"

Luke snorted, his face brightening for a second. "Spooky? What are we the Scooby mystery gang?" He sobered suddenly, "No, it's not that. It's.... uh, do you remember that guy – Josh Manning in the year above us?"

Ruby frowned. "Yes... he was the one who was sick in the year assembly over Courtney's back, right?"

"No, I thought that was Alan Jenkins? He got-" Her friend frowned, "off topic. Last year remember? He got caught with Mr Thomas, the RE teacher..."

"Yeah..." Ruby wondered where this was going. People were being to shoot them glares – she took a handful of gummy bears to distract herself. The last thing she wanted to do was pick a fight with a Harry Potter fan girl – they all appeared to be armed with long, pointy wands.

Luke paused, going red again in the flickering light. "...I think I'm like him."

"Hmmm? Like what?" Ruby hummed, eyeing up the blond kid in front of them who was glowing at them from beneath the rim of her floppy, wizard hat.

"Gay."

Ruby choked, sending half masticated gummy bears over him.

Half an hour later, (most of which had been spent with Luke slapping Ruby's back in an attempt to help her dislodge the candy debris stuck in her throat) the two teenagers were sitting on the side of the Thames watching grey scum float by. They had been escorted out of the cinema – apparently chucking up gummy bears didn't earn you too many friends.

"So what has you being gay got to do with Galvin?" Ruby murmured shifting on the cold bench slightly, "I think my butts gone numb."

Luke flushed and absentmindedly began to pull at a lose thread on his hoody. "I'm not sure if I'm gay, or just gay for Galvin."

Ruby raised an eyebrow and muttered "welcome to my world."

"What?"

His friend sighed, "I'll tell you another time. I've had way to many life experiences today." Plus there were somethings Ruby really just wanted to keep to herself. Like that dream about making out under Mina's piano with -- well she was pretty sure she'd starting the deed with Mina, but somewhere along the line she'd end up, uh, touching the actually piano while Mina hummed into her ear behind. Her long slender finger stroking and -

"I can't believe they actually threw us out –and did you see that kid." Luke grinned." She looked fierce."

Ruby blinked for a second and took a moment to curse her teenage hormones. "You think she was bad. I caught a glimpse of her mother on the way out." She gave a theatrical shudder.

Two lessons and she was already, well...

It was that night-y thingy, Ruby thought with contempt. I mean who answers the door dressed like that?!?

They lapsed back into silence for a while.

Luke fidgeted. "I'm glad you're taking this so well... I mean finding out your friend is gay isn't exactly perfect in itself. But, uh. I know you have...had that thing for me."

Ruby nearly fell off the bench. "Can you warn me when you're about to do that?"

"What?"

"Hit me with some..." she waved a hand vaguely, trying to grasp the phrase. "Internal blood revelation! And anyway don't have a 'thing' for you. Turns out my tastes are a little higher."

"Oh, really?"

"Yes. Don't look at me like that. I'm not telling – not today at least." She pressed a hand to her forehead and mock swooned, "I'm emotionally exhausted."

"If your emotionally exhausted, does that mean you don't want Pizza?" Luke asked hopefully, and squealed when he got a face-full of left over popcorn thrown in his face.