Sorry for the delay, but school started last Monday and updates will probably be a bit slower now because of that. But they'll come, I promise.

CP Coulter and JK Rowling own everything. :)

Also, the different Years are going to be mostly from the different boys' perspectives.

First Year = Julian

Second Year = Logan

Third Year = Derek

Fourth Year = Julian

Fifth Year = Logan

Sixth Year = Derek

Seventh Year = Julian

This is only loose, because there will be snippets of the other boys' POVs throughout each of the years as necessary, but these years will focus mainly on the boys listed above.

Enjoy, and leave a review to let me know what you think!

Chapter 8

Logan was not staring at Julian. His eyes were just stuck and Julian happened to be in the way.

No, that was a terrible excuse.

Logan was staring at Julian. Julian's face was really nice, and he was laughing hard at something Derek was saying. Logan wished desperately that he could hear what it was that Derek was saying, because Logan suddenly had to know what was making Julian so happy. Logan liked when Julian was happy.

But Logan couldn't hear what Derek was saying. Logan was supposedly still angry at Julian and he hadn't been able to find a time to apologize or whatever yet – and he didn't want to apologize. Logan was really bad at apologizing. He wouldn't ever apologize, ever, to anyone, ever, and it would work out fine… At least, that was how things would go ideally. But Julian always made Logan apologize or else he wouldn't forgive him.

There was a Quidditch game tomorrow, that's when he would do it, Logan decided. He'd just have to suck it up and apologize.

But for now, he was stuck with just looking at Julian. He had to wonder why. He had to wonder why he was this way, why he liked Julian and why he liked Cal. Because Logan wasn't an idiot, he didn't think this was normal, obviously he didn't. It was weird. It was like Logan was wired wrong. Like everyone else's brains had something that Logan's brain didn't have.

And he was kind of okay with it. He wasn't going to cry himself to sleep or anything.

But…

The thought that haunted him, whenever he saw Julian laughing or smiling or even scowling like he did in the morning, was that Julian was not wired the same way as Logan was. Logan was almost certain of it.

So they were two puzzle pieces only Logan was manufactured wrong and the two pieces could never fit together, no matter how much Logan tried to fix himself.

.

Logan squinted at the Ravenclaws in the stands opposite the Slytherin area. It was sunny, an unusual phenomenon, and if Logan was thinking about this philosophically, it was maybe a sign.

But he wasn't thinking about it philosophically, he was just dreading it.

Logan hated apologies.

Julian tugged on Logan's scarf and caught Logan's attention. "Look," Julian said, the first word he'd spoken to Logan all day, even though they'd eaten breakfast and walked down to the Pitch together.

Logan looked to where Julian was pointing and saw Derek walking onto the pitch with the rest of the Slytherins.

"Um, Julian," Logan said, it's now or never, just spit it out you idiot, "I'm sorry."

Julian looked at him, eyebrows up, mouth in an o shape. He moved his lips a bit and wetted them with his tongue but said nothing. "Okay," was what he finally settled on, and then turned to watch as the two captains shook hands tensely.

"For being rude to you!" Logan spat out, because he knew that Julian wouldn't let it slide if he didn't give a proper apology.

"Okay," Julian said, quicker this time, with a little glance to the side at Logan.

And that was when Logan was going to tell Julian, he was going to tell him everything he'd been feeling, not necessarily offering specifics but just in general, say that he liked the wrong gender, but Julian didn't let him. And Logan may not have said it anyway.

"What do you think of her?" Julian asked, nodding his head in the direction of a girl in fourth year two stands below them. She was smiling and clapping and shouting insults at the Ravenclaws. Her auburn hair was wavy and shone in the sunlight, and she had very bright blue eyes that Logan would've bet were fake.

"Her eyes look fake, she probably made them that blue by magic," he said, slightly disgusted.

"She's pretty," Julian said defensively.

Logan looked at him, shocked, but unsure as to why he was so shocked.

"Yeah," Logan said softly, looking at her and trying to figure out whether or not he would want to kiss her.

He thought not.

"I like her…" Julian's attention was grabbed by her glancing up at him and shooting him a mischievous grin. He turned to Logan with wide eyes and said very quietly, "Did you see that? What does she want me to do? Does she like me?"

"Maybe," Logan said, feigning disinterest.

"SHOULD I TALK TO HER?" Julian was practically on his knees, tugging at Logan's robes and begging him to tell him the secret of girls.

"I'm hardly the person to talk to about that," Logan scoffed. "I've never had a girlfriend."

Julian bit his lip. "Me neither."

"So talk to her," Logan said in an offhand tone. "What do you have to lose?"

Julian nodded and gulped. "Right now?"

"No, next Tuesday." Logan paused and Julian's eyes widened even more. "Yes, right now, you twat. Go!"

.

"Hi, I'm Julian." Julian slid into the stands next to the girl and offered his hand.

She smiled a little knowing smile and said, "I'm Clarissa."

Julian smiled a real smile and said, "Can I watch the rest of the match with you?"

"Sure."

.

"I think I'm in love."

Julian said this completely seriously.

Logan and Derek shared a look. "Um, Julian," Derek said, "you spent what, an hour with her?"

"Love at first sight." Julian gave him a look. "Duh."

"I cannot believe this," Logan said, stirring his pumpkin pie around on his plate until it was all just one big glop. "I can't believe this," he repeated.

"It's love, we talked the whole time, she's so nice!"

"She's a Slytherin," Logan said, looking up at him with an arched eyebrow.

"You're a Slytherin," Julian countered.

"Exactly."

Julian just narrowed his eyes and then turned to Derek. "She told me she'd 'see me around!' THAT MEANS SHE LIKES ME, RIGHT?"

Derek gave him a patronizing look. "Yeah, sure."

"I never thought I'd find the love of my life this early!" Julian exclaimed happily.

Logan stood up, banging his knees against the edge of the table. "I have to go do something."

Derek and Julian looked at him quizzically, but Logan just kept walking until he was out of the Great Hall.

He felt stupid. For feeling bad. Because he should just be happy for Julian, right? Julian was happy even if the girl was totally going to break his heart in the near future.

But Logan wasn't happy for Julian.

And that was selfish.

Logan glanced at a tapestry on the wall as he made his way to the dungeons. Neville Longbottom, sword in hand, a snake in front of him. His face was fierce and determined.

Logan wondered if he'd ever risk his life for someone else.

.

"I can't believe her."

Julian was slumped on the couch a week later and Logan and Derek were trying their best to console him.

"I have Quidditch practice," Derek whispered to Logan over Julian's head. Julian was looking at the fire, glowing green in the fireplace.

"Don't leave me!" Logan whispered back, pleadingly.

"I'm sorry." Derek stood up and mussed up Julian's hair. "I know it hurts, Jules. I know. Just don't cry?"

"I'm not going to cry!" Julian looked at him fiercely and Derek backed up, hands in a defensive position.

"I know! I'm just…I'm going to go."

Logan looked at Julian and Julian looked at the fire.

"I have nothing to say," Logan said carefully, wringing his hands together in his lap. "So let's play wizard's chess."

"I don't want to."

"You're going to anyway."

And Logan and Julian played wizard's chess and even though Julian's heart hurt and his head hurt and he felt sad, Logan made him laugh and forget for a little while why he felt sad.

And that was all Logan could do.