almostwenttoeton: *walked along the halls, trailing his hand along the corridor wall, walkign aimlessly, and catches sight of red flaming hair whizzing down a side corridor, and stops* Ron!
cmikhailovic: ::skidding to a stop:: wha-? Oh. Justin. um.
almostwenttoeton: Hello. Look, I thought we should talk.
almostwenttoeton: Do you have a few minutes?
cmikhailovic: I. yes.
cmikhailovic: of course.
almostwenttoeton: I'm sorry.
almostwenttoeton: Well, no, I'm not.
almostwenttoeton: But I don't hate you for what you did.
cmikhailovic: Okay. I. well, I deserved it.
almostwenttoeton: I'm just dissapointed.
cmikhailovic: And you have. every right to hate me.
almostwenttoeton: You're my friend.
almostwenttoeton: Friends don't abandon one another.
almostwenttoeton: Even when they turn out to be pillocks. *grins*
cmikhailovic: I thought you didn't want to consider me. You said we were worse than Bole.
almostwenttoeton: You were.
almostwenttoeton: I'm trusting that you won't always be.
almostwenttoeton: I hope that you don't prove I'm wrong.
cmikhailovic: I usually do. prove everyone wrong.
almostwenttoeton: Oh, stop the bloody pity-party.
almostwenttoeton: Self-flagellation may be a Gryffindor art form, but it doesn't help.
cmikhailovic: Well, it's fucking true. I.
almostwenttoeton: *holds Ron by the shoulders* Stop.
cmikhailovic: No. no you're right.
almostwenttoeton: *looks at Ron, cocking his head slightly* I don't really want to be right, you know.
cmikhailovic: *looking down at the floor* I. oh fuck. Jusrin. I was. god.
almostwenttoeton: *sighs, and lifts Ron's chin up with a finger* You were what?
cmikhailovic: What you said upset me. more than anything else everyone had said, even oliver. and I. i have noidea why but. Maybe it was. fuck. I don't know. *not. crying*
cmikhailovic: Maybe it was just. the timing. i. fuck. *still not crying. nope. very red-faced, though*
almostwenttoeton: *wraps his arms around Ron gently and holds him close to his chest, rubbing his back with one hand, the other cradling his head* Look. I was very dissapointed in you, yes. What you did hurt me, hurt me terribly.
almostwenttoeton: Because I thought I knew you better.
cmikhailovic: *tentatively puts his arms around Justin's waist* You. you do know me. always thinking i can save the whole bloody world. that's.
almostwenttoeton: *pulls back a tad, holding Ron's face in his hands* This wasn't saving the world, though was it?
almostwenttoeton: This was you and the others showing just how strong and tough and hurt you were.
cmikhailovic: NO! I mean. we weren't like. trying to be all tough. or anything. that really wasn't it. I mean, if we wanted to be, like. I don'tknow. But if that were the case, I would have rushed him alone. No backup.
almostwenttoeton: No, I guess you weren't tough. I guess you were, in fact, cowardly sods.
cmikhailovic: That wasn't. I mean. I'm not. trying to defend myself, but. Bole could easily have killed any of us. And. we. I. was afraid that there wouldn't be enough people,and. He's. knows a lot.of curses. and is. psychotic. It didn't feel safe, or good. even with that many. I mean. look at Marcus.
cmikhailovic: Oh jesus. this is all my fucking fault.
almostwenttoeton: No, it's everyone's fucking fault.
almostwenttoeton: It's mine for not realising what one of my best friends was up to, and stopping him before he made a fool of himself!
cmikhailovic: No. I. I arranged it. I was the one who thought we should all join forces, because. i thought that would keep it under control. and that we'd all be safer. I mean. he's. he's psychotic,and. i honestly thought this way was better.
cmikhailovic: No! fuck, Justin. this is. you had no idea. i mean. you couldn't have.
almostwenttoeton: I should have known you better.
almostwenttoeton: But I thought you had more sense, so go me.
cmikhailovic: No. I. don't have any sense. i. oh fuck. I'm. *not going to cry. rests his head on Justin's shoulder*
almostwenttoeton: *pats Ron's head awkwardly, slipping an arm around Ron's waist*
almostwenttoeton: Just don't be so stupid next time. Or I will have to lecture you, and neither of us will enjoy it.
cmikhailovic: I'm so sorry. I. for upsetting you. That. I couldn't stand it that you were mad at me. I.
cmikhailovic: Well, Hermione already lectured me. I. *not crying!* fuck. *crying*
almostwenttoeton: *turns his head to look at Ron* I'm not mad at you. briefly, yes, but not anymore. Oh Merlin. *holds Ron in his arms, patting his back and trying to soothe him* It's going to be alright Ron. I'll be here for you.
cmikhailovic: I-I. don't. I don't fucking deserve it. But. thank you. I. fuck. *wiping face* I'm a right fool. crying all over you. fuck. I'm sorry.
almostwenttoeton: *laughs gently, still holding Ron* No, my robes needed a wash anyway.
cmikhailovic: *laughs, a little shakily.pulls Justin in fiercely, and hugs him tight*
almostwenttoeton: *is surprised, but then relaxes into the hug, into Ron, enjoying the warmth and the feel* See, this is why I could never hate you, you git.
cmikhailovic: *mumbling into justin's throat* because I blubber like a baby and then crush you?
almostwenttoeton: *talks into Ron's hair, chuckling* Because you give good hug.
cmikhailovic: *laughs softly* glad to be of service. I can do that right, at least. *closes eyes*
almostwenttoeton: You're a good friend, Ron. My best friend.
cmikhailovic: I. really? *opens eyes. loks at Justin* Justin, I. wow. that. means so much to me. I. *fuck. getting teary, hugs tighter*
almostwenttoeton: *laughs* God, Ron, I never realised you were this strong.
cmikhailovic: You. Imean. I was miserable. and the worst thing in the world was you hating me,and.
almostwenttoeton: It's alright.
almostwenttoeton: I don't want to lose you, either.
cmikhailovic: Oh. oh. i'm sorry. I. *loosening his rather bone-crushing grip*
cmikhailovic: I. you won't lose me. i'll never do anything this fucking stupid again.
almostwenttoeton: Good to hear it, Weasley.
cmikhailovic: *smiles, a little watery* thank you, Justin. I mean that.
cmikhailovic: Oh. I'm a prat. have you. have you heard from your uncle?
almostwenttoeton: Oh, yes. he wanted to check out some legal options, and talk to his solicitor.
cmikhailovic: Is that. Is that good?
almostwenttoeton: I hope so.
cmikhailovic: *pulling Justin close* I hope so, too. you know. if you need. anything at all. I mean, I don't really have much, but. If you need a placeto stay during breaks, or. anything. I want to help.
almostwenttoeton: *looks into Ron's eyes, and gets kinda...you know* Well. yes. That would be very nice of you.
cmikhailovic: *clutching Justin* ::a little fiercely:: you need anything. at all. I mean it. come see me. I will do whatever i can to help you.
almostwenttoeton: You're...very good to me, Ron. *leans forward and kisses Ron's forehead, friendly-like, but his eyes are a tad sad*
cmikhailovic: *bows his head, letting justin kiss him, blushing* I. well. *grins* that might not be a good thing. I promise not to go out and beat up your parents, at any rate. But. you deserve it. i mean. someone to be good to you *clutches, a little tightly,at justin's waist*
almostwenttoeton: *extracts himself from Ron's grip, a bit nervous* I should head off, I needed to find Draco, see how he was doing. He is someone who's good to me, and well. I'll see you round. *scampers off*
almostwenttoeton: ((ooc: who is taller?))
cmikhailovic: Um. okay. *watches justin leave,a little wistfully*
cmikhailovic: ((Ron.))
almostwenttoeton: ((oh! i did not realise. because Justin is taller than Dray.))
cmikhailovic: ((Ron is quite tall. But not too much taller thanJustin. a few inches))
almostwenttoeton: ((and I have to run off and teach. later! and we are slowly building up the sexual tension between them *g*))
cmikhailovic: ((bye! *kisses*))
almostwenttoeton: ((*hugs*))