It Means Nothing

[ankit]

^{"I know. You wouldn't think someone would hate where they were born.}[/i]" Ankit said. But he thought he had a good enough reason for it in his mind. Because of that stupid 'Monster' Gene he got from his Father. Which he didn't all that mind that much to a point, but then again hated it at the same time.[/sup]

[James Blackblood]

Tristan looked over at Ankit and nodded. You wouldn't think someone would hate living with their parents but he did. He shook his head and lowered it onto his knees.

"I wonder if it's dinner time yet," he said.

[ankit]

^{Ankit let out a small laugh, and looked over at Tristan. "What, is the Princess hungry?}[/i]" he teased. He figured he'd get yelled at again for calling Tristan a Princess but he shrugged it off mentally, since he had to do something to amuse himself at the moment since all they were doing was sitting there.[/sup]

[James Blackblood]

Damn him. He just had to call him princess again. "You know Professor Gabor called me Princess this morning. You didn't have anything to do with that would you? He did say he talked to you," Tristan said looking at Ankit. "I may as well allow you to call me that but never in public...that would just ruin my whole reputation. People might even get the idea of dressing me up as a princess," he muttered. "I definitely won't allow anyone else to call me that, especially that damn potions teacher," he muttered.

[ankit]

^{Ankit laughed lightly. "I didn't tell him anything, besides the fact I met you in Moaning Myrtles Bathroom. Other than that, nothing.}[/i]" he told him. Then he was utterly surprised that Tristan was going to let him call him Princess. He could understand why not in public. All Tristan really cared about really was his Reputation really. Typical Slytherin he figured. He leaned over and put his arm over Tristan's shoulder, and gave him a half hug. "I wouldn't want to embarass you,[/i]" he said. Nah, he of course wouldn't.[/sup]

[James Blackblood]

Now Ankit was just plain teasing him. He rolled his eyes. "Why do I feel like you only meant that statement half-heartedly?" he asked more to himself then to him. Tristan was quite surprised when he felt Ankit's arm wrap around him in a half hug.

Well that was quite comforting. He smiled slightly and wondered why Slytherins had to be so d**n Slytherinish. He sighed and remembered back to the day he was put in Slytherin.

He'd been excited to be sorted. He had wanted Slytherin really bad. Finally he got his wish and joined his friends at the Slytherin table. His brother had come after him and had been sorted into another house. It was quite sad really. After 2nd year Tristan had pulled back from everyone, wanting to be alone.

His twin had disappeared and he was alone. What was the point in having friends if your counterpart was gone? This sort of reminded him of that.

After all, he'd never been really close to anyone ever since then.

[ankit]

^{Ankit smiled at Tristan. "I meant it,}[/i]" he told Tristan. Yeah, he did mean it, but now he was just joking about the subject because of how Tristan said it to himself. He patted Tristan's arm slightly, and hugged him alittle bit tighter but not too tight.[/sup]

[James Blackblood]

"Alright, I'll believe you," he said and leaned against Ankit slightly. Another growl. He flushed again. Okay he was definitely hungry. His stomach was growling at them since he hadn't had food all day today.

[ankit]

^{Ankit looked over at Tristan's stomach, and couldn't help but to laugh yet again. "Seems like you're really hungry,}[/i]" he commented about Tristan's stomach growling at them both. He felt Tristan slightly lean more into him, and smiled wider at that.[/sup]

[James Blackblood]

"Apparently," he replied. Tristan sneezed just then and leaned back again. You know, he could probably stay like that forever. He could probably sleep like this too. He turned his face looking at Ankit. Yep, still good looking as ever. He wondered what he was thinking and looked down. Good grief.

He was an idiot.

[ankit]

^{"So, what does this make us after what happened, hmm?}[/i]" Ankit asked Tristan, as he laid back, but rolled over onto his stomach as he looked at the boy beside him. It was indeed odd how these things happened. Two boys that were complete opposites almost, and then this. He didn't know what to consider them, since Tristan was one worried about his Reputation so badly.[/sup]

[James Blackblood]

The one question he was wondering about popped out of Ankit's mouth. He looked over at the other boy and laid back looking up at the ceiling. What were they now? Enemies? Rivals? Friends?.....er...Boyfriends? Hmm this was interesting to think about concidering everything. One thing was for sure. If they did have anything going no one must find out about it.

Tristan didn't want to end up like his brother who went missing. "What do you want it to make us?" he asked hesitantly. Let's play, innocent shall we?

[ankit]

^{Ankit furrowed his brows, and leaned over to just rest his chin on Tristan's chest. "Hmm. I'm not sure myself. You being so picky with your reputation, I can already read your mind there.}[/i]" Yeah, he figured with Tristan being so picky with his Reputation, they wouldn't tell anyone. Which wasn't the best, but it'd have to do really. And with the answer he gave Tristan, it was obvious he knew that's what would probably happen.[/sup]

[James Blackblood]

It was pathetic really. Ankit could already see what he was thinking. It'd have to be kept a secret. There was no other way to get around it.

Tristan closed his eyes and sighed. "Well we could be together...just not when others are around. You're right about the reputation part though," he said quietly.

[ankit]

^{Ankit sighed heavily, and looked at Tristan. "Allright. Understandable on your part.}[/i]" he said, sitting up more, and he leaned forward, kissing Tristan on the cheek instead of on the lips. He'd just have to get use to how Tristan wanted their relationship.[/sup]

[James Blackblood]

When Ankit leaned forward, Tristan felt butterflies in his stomach. He expected him to kiss him on the lip, but he kissed him on the cheek instead.

Tristan hadn't known he'd been holding his breath. He let out the air in a rush as Ankit leaned back. Before he could go any further. He leaned in and pressed his lips against Ankit's. There, how you you like that?

[Prof. Hanschen Gabor]

Professor Gabor paced back and forth the required amount of times to get into the Room of Requirement foucusing on finding Tristan and Ankit. He knew they had went in becuase he had been following Tristan around all day to prove to himself that he wasn't completly insane about him being with Ankit. Using a newly stronger power Extendable Ear he had bought from the Weasley joke shop, he had listened through the wall into the Room of Requirement throughout the entire time they were both in there.

I knew it, I knew it, I knew it

When the door appeared, he opened it and proclaimed, "I KNEW YOU TWO WERE TOGETHER!"

[ankit]

^{Ankit was startled both by the fact the Proffesor was spying on them, and bursted in on them, and the fact that Tristan kissed him right then and there. He didn't want to be rude, but he pulled away from the kiss, and sat up to face the Proffesor. He lost all the shocked emotions from his face, and just sat there staring at the Proffesor. Shaking his head.}

[James Blackblood]

"I KNEW YOU TWO WERE TOGETHER!" Ankit pulled back away from him instantly. For a moment things seemed to freeze. Tristan sat up twitching as he looked at the potions professor. What the hell?! He was spying on them?

Tristan felt anger rise up and he couldn't contain what he said. "Why the hell are you spying on us?" he practically yelled. He was like a boiling pot ready to burst at the end of his spoon. It pissed him off majorly.

[Prof. Hanschen Gabor]

Feeling like Sherlock Holmes, Hanschen explained himself. "Elementary my dear Tristan, ever since I have met the two of you, I have known that you two belong toghether. It has been driving me nuts that neither of you have the guts to admit that you liked each other."

"It's pathetic", said the Professor, raising his voice for the first time.

"I cannot believe the stupid things that kept you from telling me. I tried my best to pry it out of both of you but you both had your defenses up."

"Tristan, you wouldn't tell me because of silly pride issues. I do realize that you are a Slytherin, but no one in this modern age is going to give a rat's ass who you are seeing! I sure as hell don't!", he screamed.

"And you!", he screamed turning his attention to Ankit now, "are worried about being a werewolf. YES! A WEREWOLF! I have seen the way you look at the moon, with disgust and pain. I KNOW that look. It is the same look that Michael had before he left me."

"You both should be ashamed of yourselves! Well, don't just sit there like bumps on a log. EXPLAIN YOURSELVES!"

[ankit]

^{"Well good for you for figuring that simple thing out about me Proffesor. But you don't have to raise your voice.}[/i]" Ankit said. He hadn't told Tristan about him being a Werewolf, and boy was that a bad way of telling him that you were. Gosh, stupid Proffesor and him spying on them.[/sup]

[James Blackblood]

Professor Gabor's voice seemed to get louder with each sentence. Then came the bomb shell. Ankit was a werewolf. He gapped for a moment as Ankit calmly spoke back to Gabor. He was a bit stunned. Werewolf? He would have never guessed.

Tristan looked over an Ankit wondering what he was thinking, even though he should be wondering what he himself thought of the whole deal.

He eventually glared at the professor. "Ankit hadn't told me that Professor. I assume that was his secret to tell me on his own time...if ever, but I don't really need to know unless he wants to tell me. Telling someones secret is a bad habit Professor," he said sneering. "Everyone has at least one secret they're keeping from someone. It's their choice to choose whether or not to tell that person," he growled. An image of his brother came to mind.

Tristan stood up and moved to another tree. "I really don't care if he is a werewolf. My feelings will remain the same," he said with his back to both of them. He touched the tree wondering if it could feel the tension that filled the room.

[Prof. Hanschen Gabor]

"I figured you would both feel that way and I have very little else to say... but, I am not finished.", said the professsor now much calmer and feeling spent, "Ankit, do not feel you cannot tell a professor something of that nature. It is imperative that you do. How can you expect anyone to be there to help you when the moon is full if you can't admit it to anyone? And, do not tell me that you think you can handle it on your own. I have seen what this can do to a person, they lose themselves entirely and become a monster. If you don't think you can trust me then you could have at least trusted him!" At this he pointed to Tristan. "He is a brilliant potions student and I am sure that he could brew a potion to assist you."

Hanschen hoped that comment wouldn't go unnoticed by Tristan. He knew that he would be harder to win over again.

"Tristan, I know that it is not in your nature to forgive someone easily, but put aside your pride, your weakness, and use that great mind of yours that if I am right is wondering how the tree feels about this. If you put half the love that you have for other living things into your relationship with that wonderfully different Hufflepuff boy over there, then I am positive your life together will be beyond measure."

At this, the Professor fainted out of sheer exhaustion from his rant, but before he did, with a wave of his wand, he cast a spell upon the room, it grew very dark in the forest, and eventually the trees melted away revealing a night sky with a pink comet shooting across the sky.

Tristan will know what I mean...I hope...

[ankit]

^{Ankit was startled now at the fact that the Proffesor had fell to the ground. He fainted, and then the sudden change of the Room. God, so much had happened to day and he couldn't take it. And he deffinately didn't like alot of things happening in one day. Especially this much. He looked around for a moment, before standing up. Straightening up his clothes since he was sitting on the ground. He looked over at Tristan. Maybe he knew what to do. Even though they probably needed to go to the Hospital Wing. Yeah, that'd make sense. Tristan yelled at Ankit the other day because he had poured water on him. Heh, funny memory.}

[James Blackblood]

Apparently the dimwitted professor hadn't heard a single word he'd said which pissed him off. Though he was a bit surprised he he said Tristan was brilliant at potion making.

Hadn't he been the one to almost kill the professor with that one on one lesson the other day?

Tristan turned and gave the professor a droll look and got even angrier. "Apparently nobody here knows how much pressure I'm under," he said after the professor collapsed to the ground. d**n him for being so weak.

He walked over to the professor and looked down at him. "If only you could understand," he said.

Tristan looked over his shoulder at Ankit. His eyes wavering for a second. "What should we do?" he asked. He took a small amount of time to scan the area. It was a beautiful manipulation of the night sky.

[ankit]

^{Ankit bit at his lipring, and walked over near the passed out Proffesor. "Uhm, take him to the Hospital Wing? I don't know,}[/i]" he said, looked over at Tristan. He had slightly hoped that Tristan would have known what to do. Though, common sense. Hospital Wing. He just didn't exactly know how they were going to do that. They couldn't apparate since it wasn't allowed on Hogwarts Grounds as far as he knew himself.[/sup]

[James Blackblood]

Tristan crossed his arms. "I'm sure he'll be fine though," he said. "He just passed out like I did after all," he said. He looked up at the sky and noticed there wasn't a moon what so ever. He sighed and looked over at Ankit. A werewolve huh? Must be tough.

He moved closer to Ankit and hugged him from behind. It was as if his body had a mind of its own. "Maybe he was right.." he said softly.

[ankit]

^{"Yeah, but I'm--}[/i]" Ankit was cut of, or he cut himself off as he felt Tristan wrap his arms around him in a hug from behind. He himself was startled by it. Tristan was being really soft and nice lately. But, everyone had that side in them, so why did it come as such a shock? Maybe because of how he was acting and treating you yesterday?! Idiot. he yelled at himself. Gosh, he had to stop doing that. Then he caught what Tristan had said. He didn't exactly catch what the Proffesor had said.

Turning around carefully, not to unwrap Tristan's arms from around him, he now face the boy and finally hugged him back. Thinking on what Tristan had said, and digging in the back of his head to figure out what he heard the Proffesor say, even though he wasn't paying alot of attention. It's harder than you think to try and figure out what someone said when you didn't even pay attention to it in the first place.[/sup]

[James Blackblood]

Ankit turned around in his arms and hugged him back. Actually this made him feel better and worse. Don't ask how, it just did. He was a little confused by his feeling to. He frowned and looked over Ankit's shoulder at the professor who was passes out on the ground. Damn rudy teacher. He had the erge to possibly hit him while he was already out.

He pulled back a little bit and looked into Ankit's eyes. Everytime he looked into the Hufflepuff boys eyes his knees went weak. Damn his weakness. He had something for boys with blue eyes for some reason. And black hair. Maybe he was going crazy or something. Yea...that was it.

Tristan leaned in and kissed Ankit once more.

[ankit]

^{When Tristan kissed Ankit, he returned it, though it was different than the little pecks they had a moment before the Proffesor barged into the Room. It was deep, and he guess over whelming, even though it was a short kiss. He put enough emotion in it to make it different. He pulled away though. "Well then, uhm, what should we do now that we have an unconcious Proffesor?}[/i]" he asked Tristan, arching up one of his eyebrows.[/sup]