Albus hesitated to walk into the great hall. Something was off, he didn't have his poker face on, he almost appeared upset.

Alisha was off in her own world, she had been that way since she had ended her walk with the Professor. It wasn't strange for her to get caught up in her own world and forget to participate in a conversation. Donny blamed it on the years she spent alone with nothing but her thoughts. She refused to get anywhere discussing why she had no friends. Not that he hadn't already been told all the stories by anyone who wanted their own questions answered from the "new kid". With Alisha distractedly eating, and Albus still deciding what his next move would be, Donny pulled out a small piece of parchment, just enough to write a quick note. He then stood up quickly, knowing his friend would be quick to follow him.

Donny was forced to step outside of what would be considered a normal walking pass to make sure they couple ran into Albus. In the midst of the awkwardness, Donavan was able to slip the parchment into Al's pocket.

They quickly rushed off, trying to avoid any further contact.

Alisha had Arithmancy after lunch whereas Donny had a free period. Most days he had nothing to do, but now he had a meeting. Albus didn't take Arithmancy either, yes Donny was very thorough. Donny walked his friend to his class, then turned around and headed to the kitchens. He planned on being the first to arrive, but it didn't surprise him when he found Albus already there and eating, he must have decided not to face the crowd.

"After all the stories I have heard about you, I never pictured you as a coward." Donny spoke up to announce his arrival.

"You obviously haven't been speaking to the right people." Albus responded, not even looking up from his glass of tea.

"Well who exactly do you purpose I speak to? Rose? She is too loyal, Malfoy is too guilty, and Alisha is too used to being alone to depend on anyone." He witnessed Al flinch at the mention on Alisha. Donny took his seat and ordered tea from the all too eagar house elves.

"Yeah, and I guess everyone else doesn't know enough to actually be able to tell you anything." Albus said with a half smile.

"Let's not forget the fact that they worship the ground you walk on, not to mention who your father is."

"Well you seem to be the only one who doesn't mention who he is. Why do you care anyway? Who's to say I'm not just some ass-hole who dates a girl, waits for her to fall in love before dumping her? Why has no one posted that story in the paper, or spread that rumor around?" He seemed almost angry that people didn't degrade him.

"Oh, I'm sure Witch Weekly already had that issue printed the week you two broke up. But they were waiting for one thing. There was one thing you had to do, and everyone would have believed the story. Can you guess what that would have been?" Donny watched as Al thought it through, apperently he had spent a lot of time thinking about it because it didn't take long for him to come up with an answer.

"All I had to do was ask another girl out on a date." It seemed like the most obvious answer in the world now.

"Ding, ding, ding. We have a winner." Donny shouted sarcastically to no one. "So, two years later, it is imposible that you didn't love the girl, otherwise you would have moved on by now. So my question is what happened to make you break up with the girl you love?"

Albus' Point of View

Albus noticed how he said love insteaded of loved, past took the time to study the boy before him. Not as the new kid who was way in over his head, or the guy that Alisha was going to possibly fall in love with and finally move on. Instead he saw a man who was way smarter than anyone gave him credit for and insightful beyond his years.

Donavan knew everything, and no one had fooled him. Albus knew first hand all the different rumors that had been spread about himself and Alisha. Somehow, Donny had been able to pick out all of the small truths and piece them together to create a pretty accurate picture.

It was then that Albus realized that with all the questions that Donny had asked, no one had bother to ask any questions about him. Al couldn't even recall what school the guy had transferred from or why.

"Why do you care?" Albus asked.

"Why don't you just answer the question?" Donny countered. For a few moments the two boys just stared at eachother from across the table, occassionally taking sips of tea. Niether made a sound, waiting for the other to break first.

Albus felt satisfaction as he Donavan sat up straight and broke eye contact. "Look, my life is long and complicated and in the end it doesn't matter. I know two people in love when I see it, I could tell by the longing look you gave her that first night of the year. But if you don't want to tell me, I guess I can't really be mad because I refuse to tell you anything about myself." Donny told Al. Then he stood up, said thank you to a few house elves before making his way to the door. He seemed to hesitate before walking out the door.
"You couldn't have messed up that bad." Albus held back the scoff at the idea. "I'm serious, your reasoning must be really good, at least in your mind. I'm sure that if you explained it to her she'd understand." Then the mysterious boy left.

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I really have no excuse other than the fact that I usually write the moment I have a brilliant idea and I just have yet to have one. I have been contemplating which direction I'm going to take this story and I believe I have a good idea what I'm going to do. It's the little details that are the problems. I honestly don't know how J.K. Rowling did it.

I know no one, or at least very few people, reads this. I don't understand the point of disclaimers every chapter, obviously this is too poorly written for J.K. Rowling to have actually created this story. So to all of you reading this know, I just had a few ideas that I wanted to write down and hoped that people would like them. I do have some claim to a few of these characters and because the future of the wizarding world was left up to the imaginations of others I have some claim to the storyline. But this world, which I take my rightful place as a bystander in, belongs to J.K. Rowling and I would never try to claim this as my own. These may be my characters and my words but it will never really be my story.

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Forever faithful,
The StoryWriter He didn't know why he did it. Actually, he knew exactly what he was doing. Donny watched as