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Nick asked for directions to the hospital wing. It was almost lunchtime now and his stomach gave a loud rumble, but he ignored it. He wasn't going to let anything else get in the way of seeing Jeff.

Madam Pomfrey let Nick in, but because of a number of younger Hogwarts students suddenly needing treatment due to Halloween pranks she was too busy to take him to Jeff, or see if he was awake yet.

Nick promised to let her know if Jeff had woken up by the time he left, then carefully sidestepped two green-gunge covered students and another who appeared to have skin as orange as a pumpkin, making his way over to the curtained-off bed she had gestured to.

When he got there he, he cleared his throat loudly and called out, "Jeff? Are you awake?" No reply. He repeated this, before peeking through the curtain and then going in to stand by the bed.

Jeff was fast asleep, bandages wrapped around his chest, but otherwise he had no top on and the severe bruising was clear where the bandages revealed skin. Nick couldn't help the flush heating up his cheeks at all the skin on display, particularly Jeff's collar bone, neck and shoulders which Nick couldn't help staring at, wondering what it would feel like under his fingertips. Or lips. Nick shook his head to clear it of inappropriate thoughts, but it didn't work much.

Jeff was fast asleep, a soft expression on his face. Nick didn't realise he was reaching out until he had already gently brushed the hair back from Jeff's forehead. What am I doing? I only met him yesterday, if he catches me doing that he'll think I'm a creep!

He sat down on the chair next to the bed. Jeff murmured in his sleep and shifted, his left arm falling to hang off the side of the bed nearest nick. Nick stared at the hand right by his lap. The long, slim fingers seemed like they would perfectly entwine with his.

Nick turned his right hand palm up and rested it on his lap, just underneath Jeff's dangling hand. Very slowly, he lifted his hand so Jeff's fingertips were grazing his palm and he sighed, closing his eyes.

Jeff stirred in his sleep and his fingers twitched, moving against Nick's hand, who pulled it back quickly. Jeff's eyes fluttered open and he looked confused for a minute, before remembering where he was and why. He winced as he took too deep a breath, Oh yes, broken ribs. The pain did feel a bit less than before though, so the skelegro must be working.

He looked at Nick and smiled, but then seemed confused again. "Nick? What are you doing here? I don't remember anyone else getting hurt." His fingers suddenly felt cold and he brought his arm back under the sheets, displaying further bruising as he did so. Nick forced himself to look up at Jeff's face, not lower.

"I saw you get hurt and I just wanted to check you were okay. I'm sorry, I'll go and let you get some rest." Nick blushed and started to get up, but Jeff quickly stopped him.

"No! Stay, please? I-I mean, if you don't have anything else to do. It was nice of you to think of me." Nick was sure he saw a blush colour Jeff's pale face.

I'm always thinking about you. Nick nodded and sat back down. "The match was great, it was so close! You are a very talented player, you won the match for Hufflepuff!"

"Thanks, but the whole team did really well, especially Cedric!" He smiled broadly, thinking of the celebrations on the pitch before he was sent to the hospital wing.

Nick's stomach rumbled loudly again and Jeff giggled. "How long was I asleep? I'm guessing by that it's probably lunchtime already?"

"Yes, you were asleep when I got here and I had stuff that I had to do immediately after the match which took over an hour." Nick's face clouded over at the memory of seeing his parents.

"Nick? What's wrong?" Jeff asked, concerned.

"My parents and my Uncle, Draco's father, came to see me briefly. Very briefly, but still long enough to put me in a bad mood it seems." He tried to laugh it off. "Constantly bumping into Draco doesn't help me forget them either. He's like a mini Uncle Lucius or even worse, a bit like my father, a pompous bully."

Jeff nodded, understanding. "Surely Draco wouldn't bully you? You're kinda intimidating." Jeff admitted, smirking a little.

Nick laughed. "No, he's just always taking the piss out of someone or ordering them about every time I see him. I think he was going on about you earlier, unless there are any other Jeff's at Hogwarts."

Jeff's eyes widened. "What did he say about me?" He held his breath.

Nick repeated what Draco said and Jeff gulped, going bright red. "Uh, yes, that's me." He desperately tried to change the subject. "Er, why were your parents here?" Stupid question, he doesn't want to talk about them!

"They just came to show their faces because Uncle Lucius was here to say hello to me. Any way, it was quite useful as I got the written consent I needed for Professor Dumbledore."

"Consent? To go to Hogsmeade on the weekend?" Jeff asked.

Nick looked confused. "Uh, no. It's got to stay a secret at the moment, but I think I can trust you, Cedric and Viktor to know..." Jeff nodded, pleased that Nick felt he could confide in him.

"...I've, uh, applied to transfer schools from the start of the next school year." He searched Jeff's face for a hopefully good reaction. He was pleased to see Jeff's face light up with a huge grin, bouncing slightly before stopping because of his ribs.

"That's great!" He gushed, before blushing and ducking his head. "I mean, uh, won't you miss your Durmstrang friends?" He quickly recovered himself from being too obvious.

Nick smiled at his reaction. "Viktor is a year above me, even though he's my closest friend at school, so he won't be there next year. I'm not known for being very... talkative, so making friends there was difficult. Also, apart from Viktor, some of them aren't exactly unlike the Malfoys, but at least they didn't know my family and make wrong assumptions of me."

Jeff nodded. "You don't seem quiet to me." He ventured.

"What can I say? You make me..different." He stared intensely at Jeff.

Jeff's breath hitched. "Different is good." He smiled cheekily.

Jeff continued. "I wonder what house you'll be in? I know your family is usually Slytherin, but you're different. In a good way, I mean."

Nick nodded. "You're right. Actually, I went to see Dumbledore this morning and he put the sorting hat on my head. It had a bit of difficulty deciding, but it put me in Gryffindor. That's why I need to keep it secret, as my family might take back their consent if they found out it wasn't Slytherin."

Nick tried to compose himself from getting too excited about Jeff's reaction to his transfer. He coughed. "So, what is Hogsmeade like? Is that where you go to have fun around here?"

Jeff nodded. "There's the Three Broomsticks which is great for a pint of delicious butter beer, Zonko's joke shop, a tea room and a few other shops. There's also the Hogs Head, but that's a bit seedier than the Three Broomsticks."

"I think I only need permission from my Headmaster. Perhaps once I have it we can go together? You could show me around?"

Jeff nodded. "Of course. I'd like that."

Nick replied. "Yes, me too. Now, I'd better go to meet Viktor for lunch and let Madam Pomfrey know you are awake. Maybe I'll see you at the Halloween Feast? But we'll probably have to sit by schools again."

Just as Nick was leaving the cubicle, Jeff called out to him and he stopped to listen. "Uh, most of what Draco said was true, but he got one bit wrong." He locked eyes with Nick. "She didn't say it would be a girl."

Jeff steeled himself for a negative reaction, but instead, Nick smiled. "Good. I was hoping he'd got that bit wrong." He winked and left.

Jeff soon found out that doing a happy dance with broken ribs was a bad idea.

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