The Boy's Screams (open)

[Watanuki Hiroshi]

Watanuki raced down the street, no way, this couldn't be happening... this couldn't be. The Gryffindor turned his head to make sure that he was dreaming, oh sh*t, it was still there! Watanuki's pace began to slow down until he skidded to a halt, he was out breath- he couldn't breath... it was too hard when he was basically running for his life. He smelt a vile smell that resembled garbage and the smell of rotting corpses. Watanuki's head spun around slowly, fear coarsing through his body. No way. A gooey-looking thin purple cloud hovered behind him closing the distance between the Gryffindor and itself.

He was too tired to move and now he was going to attacked by this... thing. Thanks to his Grandfather's obsession with trying to connect with the "other side", he was cursed by these... weird looking ghost-like things that no one else saw. They all were attracted to his blood, they all wanted to devour him. The best part was when he was too exhausted to run and he had fight for his life when it caught up. Like now. And people would be passing by, wondering why the redhead was fighting with thin air.

The aroma surrounded him. Watanuki managed to lift a weak hand to his nose and pinch it to block the stench out. He was going to die right? The purple thing closed itself around him, Watanuki began to kick and punch at it's sides drastically. "Lemme go! Lemme go! Help... some... one... help... me..." How embarrassing he was right in front of the window of the Three Broomsticks.

Watanuki flailed his arms to try and climb out, after a while, Watanuk pryed himself from the beast and ran into the Three Broomsticks. Taking deep breaths of air, Watanuki clasped on to the floor and sat against the wall...

[puck]

Puck downed the rest of his butterbeer and sighed happily. "Man, that was the best yet," he said with a thumbs up at the Waiter. However the damn Waiter wasn't even looking at him.

Actually he had a dumbfounded look across his face. He was definitely watching something. With an annoyed look, Puck looked over his shoulder and saw a boy outside the Three Broomsticks. His mouth opened in a bit of stunned silence.

Either the boy was cos-playing or he was delusional. Puck was hoping for the first one. After all, no one would want to come near someone who was delusional. After another gulp of butterbeer, he got up deciding to see what the other boy was doing. People were really staring to stare.

However it seemed the boy had found his way into the three broomsticks just as Puck was going to go to him. The guy sat on the ground leaning against the wall. Puck tilted his head to the side and sighed. What was this world coming to?

He nodded to himself and squatted down in front of the other boy. "Oi, are you okay mate?" he asked. "Are you cos-playing or something because it's really good!" he said grinning. He leaned closer to the other boy. "I have a feeling you weren't playing. You can tell me about it later, everyone will think you're delusional if you keep this up," he said softly. He backed up at bit, stood up and held his hand out to the other boy.

"I'm Puck Montag," he said smiling.

[Watanuki Hiroshi]

Boy around Watanuki's age wandered over towards him, curiously the redhead looked up at him, still breathing heavily from his struggle.

"Oi, are you okay mate?"

Watanuki was startled, people usually walked away from him as quickly as possible- they either figured that he was a weird drunk or he was on something. "Eh. Y-yes." He managed to stuttered, wiping the mess the strange creature left on his clothing, no one else would see it. What a pain. Damn, grandfather of his, if that guy was still alive... Watanuki would nag him to the point where he'd be forced into helping him not see these things anymore.

"Are you cos-playing or something because it's really good!"

Cosplaying? Who was cosplaying? Watanuki opened his mouth to complain but before he could say anything, the boy leaned closer and said quietly,

"I have a feeling you weren't playing. You can tell me about it later, everyone will think you're delusional if you keep this up,"

Watanuki growled, he wasn't playing around here. If people thought he was crazy then they could do that without telling him otherwise they'd pay for it (in other words, Watanuki would follow them around and complain about how they should keep things to themselves). "Eh? Later? What do you mean later?" Watanuki retorted as he got to his feet slowly and wiped more of the creature's leftovers from his clothing.

"I'm Puck Montag,"

Watanuki reluctantly took the boy's hand, "Watanuki Hiroshi." He said shyly, scratching the back of his head, "You're from Hogwarts, right?"

[puck]

"Eh? Later? What do you mean later?"

Puck crossed his arms and shrugged. "I just thought you could explain your delusions later, when no one else is around, so you don't embarrass yourself, Hiroshi," he said shaking his head. He sighed and looked around at all the people in the Three Broomsticks that were still staring.

He shook his head and looked at Hiroshi with a slightly annoyed look.

"Yes I'm a Hogwarts student. I take it you're one as well," he said. "I'm a fifth year Ravenclaw," he added with a shrug. He was also a werewolf, but that's not something you tell people. He tutted to himself, grabbed Hiroshi's hand and pulled him outside.

He had his back to Hiroshi for a few moments before turning to him. "So what's up with these delusions. People will think you're crazy or insane if you keep that up," he said.

[Watanuki Hiroshi]

"Yes I'm a Hogwarts student. I take it you're one as well. I'm a fifth year Ravenclaw,"

"Oh." Watanuki said thoughtfully, tapping a finger against his lip as he glanced over at the bar. Feeling slighty thirsty from all the running but he didn't want to hang around a place where all the eyes were on him. It was starting to freak him out. "I'm a Gryffindor sixth year." He said relatively calm. Puck had grabbed Watanuki by the hand causing the Gryffindor to blush and look away, he was still annoyed by the fact that the Ravenclaw called him delusional.

Watanuki was pulled outside, he looked from one side to other, sniffing the air hesitantly to make sure that nothing was out of the ordinary. What if this guy was imaginary, too? And he was the only one who saw him? It happened a couple times before.

"So what's up with these delusions. People will think you're crazy or insane if you keep that up,"

Watanuki's mouth hung open for a moment, "What?! Keep what up? What are you talking about, huh?" He pouted as he cried angrily, "I'm not crazy! Who told you that I was crazy? Do I look crazy to you?" He took one stomp towards Puck waving his arms dramatically in the air as if to make his point even clearer, "And I am not having delusions![/i]"