Uh, yeah, chapter 5, enjoy! XP
Disclaimer: I not own Gravitation. You no sue me.
Chapter Five
He looked at the clock. 'Twenty minutes until midnight.. Perfect!' In the note he gave Yuki earlier, he told him to sneak up to the third floor at midnight. It wouldn't take him twenty minutes to reach their meeting place but he couldn't just sit around! He was getting really excited now, they'd finally meet after a week of not even speaking with each other! He almost giggled madly but remembered that he was still in the Hufflepuff dorm and stifled the urge to express his giddiness. He threw on his orange jumper and carefully sneaked out of the dormitory, into the common room. He had to walk really carefully here, so as not to disrupt any of the plants. He didn't want one of them to suddenly start singing and wake everyone up, after all... Once he made it safely to the tunnel and out the barrel-door, he breathed a sigh of relief. Nothing woke up, he was safe! Now he only had to get to the third floor! He listened carefully to make sure that no one was there and then moved towards the stairs that would lead him up to the ground floor. The Hufflepuff common room and dormitories were a level below ground, so it was really nice and quiet at night – even if there was a giant storm outside, they wouldn't hear it! - but that meant the walk up to the moving stairs was longer than from any other houses.
After a few minutes of walking around in the dark (he didn't want to use any light so the paintings wouldn't wake up and tell on him), Shuichi finally got to the stairs. It felt like they were moving slower on purpose – the journey that should only take about five minutes seemed to be taking forever! When the last segment of the stairs finally neared the third floor, Shuichi couldn't wait any longer so he ran up to the top and jumped over the small gap, too eager to get to the third floor. He slipped through the door and quickly closed it in case Filch's stupid cat wasn't asleep. Just as he expected, the large hallway was dark and smelled like dust. He could hardly breathe at first, there was so much of it. He lit up the wand with a lumos spell and checked his watch – there was still five minutes left. 'I hope Yuki didn't get lost.. Or maybe he's still asleep.. Or he got caught! What if someone like Snape caught him on his way here? He'd never be able to see Yuki agaaain!' Shuichi's imagination was running off with these wild scenarios and they were getting worse by the second.
"You're finally here..." A voice from behind startled him out of his crazy thoughts and almost gave him a heart attack. It was his Yuki's voice! Well, this was the voice of the boy Yuki, not the one he was used to hearing, but still!
"YUUUUKIIIII!" Shuichi turned around and jumped in the direction where this beautiful voice came from. It all happened in a split second and before he knew it, the writer was on the floor, being hugged to death by the hyperactive boy. "Waaaaaaaaah! Yukiii! I've missed you SO MUCH! I can't believe I couldn't talk to you all this time cause you're in Slytherin and what the hell is up with you and Malfoy don' tell me you're falling for him you're always with him every second of every day I'll kill him then you and then myself if it's true wah Yukiiiii!" By the end of this little outburst, Shuichi was sitting on top of Yuki, shaking the collar of his shirt, poking his neck with the glowing wand.
"Idiot..." Eiri attempted to get up but it was much more difficult to do when they were both about the same size now. "Like there's any way I'd ever be with a snobby little bastard like him. Get off." Shuichi seemed to have calmed down a bit when he said that, so the boy reluctantly let him go. The second Yuki was on his feet, though, the singer hugged him tight and snuggled his face into his shirt.
"I missed you so much..." A voice muffled by the cloth came up.
Yuki sighed. He didn't realize it until now but he really did miss this brat and his honest affection. He ruffled the boy's dark hair and kissed his head, "Baka..." he whispered and, despite his usually cold personality, hugged him back slightly.
"I wanna go home..." Shuichi said after a while.
"Already?" Yuki chuckled, "I thought you'd at least last a month since you could actually do whatever you wanted here."
"I could if we could at least talk to each other!" He straightened up and pouted angrily. Seeing his lover with this childish, defiant expression that actually fit his age for once almost made the writer laugh out loud.
"We're talking now, aren't we?"
"Well.. I mean every day. Do you have any idea how hard it's been for me this past week?"
"I can imagine. It's you, after all..." He chuckled and looked to the side.
"What are you laughing a- I didn't mean it like that! Pervert!"
"Mean it like what?" The writer tried to sound innocent but the grin Shuichi got so used to seeing betrayed him. The boy just crossed his arms and mumbled something illegible under his nose. "Well, anyway, there were a few things I wanted to ask you about." The writer sighed and leaned back against a wall.
"About what?" Since Yuki never needed Shuichi's help before, this surprised the singer and really aroused his curiosity.
"About this world, what else? I've got most of it figured out but just wanted to make sure that I'm right about it. Not that I could be wrong but still..." Shuichi ignored the usual bite Yuki's words had to them and focused instead on the fact that HE needed HIS help! The great romance novelist Eiri Yuki needed HIM! HE would be the one to rescue his love from the claws of ignorance!
"Are you listening?" An annoyed voice interrupted the boy's thoughts.
"Of course I'll help you, Yuki! I'll be happy to rescue you from the claws of ignorance, I'll save youuu!"
"What the hell are you babbling on about?"
"What-"
"Anyway..." The writer interrupted him before the boy's hyperactive personality surfaced completely and made the conversation impossible. "Why do those Slytherins hate mudbloods so much? Malfoy keeps bitching about them..." Shuichi winced at the offensive term.
"Um, well... Their founder really hated muggle-borns, so Slytherin is mostly full of purebloods. There are only two halfblood Slytherins that I know of – Voldemort and Snape. Not all of them hate muggles and muggle-borns, though!
"Oh? Snape is a mudblood? Now that's interesting..."
"Muggle-born..." Shuichi automatically corrected. He really didn't like hearing the term 'mudblood', especially spoken by the one he loved.
"Whatever. Have you thought about how we can get out of here?"
"Everything that happened so far follows the first movie... We showed up at the sorting ceremony, so I guess we'll go back to our world at the end of term feast."
"And when's that?"
"June, I think..."
"So you mean to tell me we're stuck here for the whole school year?"
"Or we'll have to live through all six years, until we graduate..."
"What?"
"But I don't know! And it's not exactly like in the movie!"
"What do you mean?"
"Remember that first charms class? Hermione was the one who was supposed to complete the spell first. She was the one Professor Flitwick was supposed to praise, not me."
"So you can change the course of the plot?"
"It looks like I can... And I know that Professor Quirrell is Voldemort's servant..."
"Wait, that dumb fuck is the bad guy?"
Shuichi nodded, "I wonder if we could just reveal him and end this... In the movie, after the Christmas break, Harry, Ron and Hermione go to the room with the Philosopher's Stone and Harry defeats Quirrell and Voldemort there. If Dumbledore knew who he really is, he'd defeat him and the first movie would end, we wouldn't have to wait."
"Hmm..." The writer crossed his arms and thought about what he just learned. He had to make sure that this would be safe, that they wouldn't accidentally get stuck here forever. "If we were the ones to end the story, wouldn't we become the protagonists? Those three kids would have nothing to do."
"Yeah, you're right..." Shuichi sighed. Of course it wouldn't be that easy.
"And we might be stuck here until at least Voldemort is dead. We wouldn't be able to kill him, so it would make little difference."
"Yeah..."
"Anyway, you said that Harry defeats Quirrell and Voldemort in this one, so then Voldemort is here?"
"Yeah. You know how he always wears that head scarf?"
"Turban..."
"That's because Voldemort is in the back of his head!"
"Uh... What?" That sentence didn't make any sense to the writer.
"If you took off the thing, you could see Voldemort's face sticking out of the back of Quirrell's head."
Eiri really didn't know what to say to that. How does one live in the back of someone's head? But this was an alien world he knew nothing about... Weird rules probably governed over this universe. He'd have to seriously start paying attention to all the little things, who knows what else would be possible here? The sound of Shuichi' laughter tore him away from his ponderings.
"What's so funny all of a sudden?" The writer scowled.
"Ah, nothing, I'm just really happy that we're here!" He answered. He wasn't lying but the real reason he laughed was because Yuki just looked so serious and thoughtful, it didn't fit his 11-year old face. And for some reason, the whole situation just seemed funny to him now! He was at Hogwarts, studying magic and teaching his lover about a world he loved!
"Heh." Eiri smiled crookedly, "Even if we can only meet during the night on an abandoned, dusty floor?"
"That's the one part I'd want to change..." Shuichi sighed. The one thing that would make this absolutely perfect would be if he could share his enthusiasm and the magic of this world with Eiri openly. But that was impossible. That's right – no matter how fun Hogwarts would normally seem to be at, he just couldn't forget about its one disadvantage.
"Hey," Shuichi looked back to Yuki, "Didn't I tell you..." The writer stepped away from the wall and moved towards Shuichi, "...That sneaking around like this could be fun?" He was now standing half a step away from the boy, who had backed up against the opposite wall. Eiri took his lover's chin in one hand and tilted it upward. Just then, the ancient stone torch they were standing next to lit up, illuminating their faces from the side with a warm glow. Which was a good thing, since Shuichi dropped his wand in surprise. Yuki almost smiled at the wide-eyed boy - he seemed to find the whole situation pretty amusing - and kissed him softly on the lips. Shuichi returned the kiss after a few seconds and allowed his lover to deepen it. They just stood there, their lips moulded together, until their lungs protested against it.
"Yuki..." Shuichi breathed as he put his hands flat against the other boy's chest, separating them.
"What?" He whispered back.
"Not here."
"Huh? Why not?" Shuichi didn't want to do it after a kiss like that? This was a first.
"There isn't even a bed in here and it's all dirty."
"Heh. A lack of bed never bothered you before." He smirked.
"But it's still filthy. And you look like an eleven year old, it's weird!" Eiri paused to think for a second. Well, what do you know, the brat was actually right – it would be too weird to do it like that. Despite what some people might think due to him dating Shuichi (who usually behaves like a little kid), the writer didn't have a taste for little boys.
"Yeah...", he agreed, "We had better get out of here, then, before someone finds us." He started moving away, when something a bit out of place caught his attention. "What's..." He reached up to brush Shuichi's fringe away and a low hiss escaped from the boy's lips at the contact. "Is that from earlier today, when you fell flat on your face?" Shuichi winced.
"Yeah... It doesn't hurt that bad, though..." He felt kinda happy that Yuki was actually worried about him, it was such a warm feeling! But he could see by the crease on his forehead that the writer felt bad about how cold he was to him when he fell – as unusual as it sounds – and so he couldn't just let Yuki know that it actually did bother him, no matter how much he'd love to have the writer all concerned for him.
"It's a blue and purple lump sticking out of your forehead." The blonde stated simply.
"Oh come on, it can't be that bad!"
"Have you even looked in a mirror l-" He stopped in mid-sentence and Shuichi's heart almost stopped beating when they heard a noise outside. Not-so-quiet footsteps echoed off the stone floor, then the sound of a door closing on a nearby floor drowned them out. They waited for a few minutes after the echo faded and could breathe normally again when all they heard was the stairs knocking against floors and each other.
"Let's head back." Eiri suggested after a while. Shuichi just nodded, not trusting his voice to be steady enough to speak. "You should do something about that bump on your forehead or everyone will think you got in a fight." The writer added before disappearing through the door.
After he had gone, the singer slumped against the wall and sunk down onto the floor, all of his energy seemed to have deserted him. He felt so tired and worn out now, it actually took some effort to not fall asleep while waiting these few minutes before he could lave the forbidden floor and return all the way back to the Hufflepuff dorm. He managed it, though, and when he decided that Yuki must have been close enough to the Slytherin house, the boy picked up his wand and got up with a bit of effort. He was too tired to pay any mind to his surroundings but luckily, the trip back was uneventful. Once he got to his small, single bed, he just took the jumper and jeans off and threw them onto his chest, not even bothering to change back into his pjs. A vest and a pair of boxers was good enough for him. He thought he'd lose consciousness the second he'd get under the covers but his brain didn't think so. No, instead, it decided to replay his meeting with Yuki over and over and made the singer wish that they were back home in their king-sized bed. He felt cold without the large, warm body next to him. The boy sighed and curled up, trying to shut his brain down but gave up after only a few minutes. He spent most of the night just lying there, wishing to be with his beloved Yuki and wondering if there was a spell that could come in helpful. A few hours later, when the boy already gave up on he idea of getting any sleep at all, that annoying brain of his decided that now was the perfect time for sleep, not caring that he may be late for his Potions class. Again.
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So there it is... Another chapter... Before my exams even started...
But I swear, I did this in the name of study! I was practising for an exam and, well, it wasn't going well. It was a short story question but my brain wouldn't let me write anything half decent :(
So this was my practice... :3
Hope it wasn't too OOC, I don't really know what I was thinking while writing this... Gonna have to re-read Gravitation later XD The second part just kinda wrote itself, for which I was really grateful! XD
Oh, and just so you know, there won't be any xxx business between Yuki and Shu until they go back since I'm not into shota.. :3