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September 23, 1997 | Tuesday
Characters: Susan Bones & Justin Finch-Fletchley
Setting: Tuesday night. Outside Hufflepuff Common Room. 9:45ish
Rating: PG-13 for sexual references
Status: Complete


Justin glanced at his wrist watch as he sat in the Hufflepuff common room Charm's book in hand. The noise level was relatively atrocious despite the occasional prefect offering ill fated warnings about what would happen if things didn't settle down. Although curfew was well on it's way, it seemed that a number of students were still wide awake. In one corner a group of girls sat huddled around a wireless listening to the latest episode of As the Time Turner Spins while a group of boy's from various years tuned into the Late Night Quidditch Hour with cool talking Lee Rube and Gene Hollis.

As would be expected amongst the general chatter of the other Hufflepuff patrons and the battling wireless volume levels it was a bit difficult to hear yourself think. As a result, Justin had given up finishing his charms essay some time after he'd sat down. While staring at the same page he'd been looking at for the last thirty minutes he attempted to pass the time with listening to a little bit of everything going on. Though he wasn't doing his homework in the least he used it as an excuse not to be bothered by anyone who made the attempt to strike conversation. His mind was on other things.

He'd made the decision that he'd have a proper chat with Susan about this...mess they'd gotten themselves into. After a few days of moping and general awkwardness he'd finally worked up the courage to initiate a conversation. He'd originally planned to do it tomorrow - but seeing as she was so eager to write him that ... journal entry of self righteousness... he figured tonight would be as good as any. That is...if he could actually hear his thoughts properly.

As the same fifth year prefect who'd been yelling at everyone to shut their trap bolted from the girl's dorms with fire in her eyes, the seventh year closed his books and promptly exited the Hufflepuff commons. It was surprising how quiet the basement corridor was once the common room entrance shut behind him. He took a deep breath and decided he'd catch Susan here. It was good a place as any. Sitting down on one of the stone benches along the wall...he waited.