Post by LEONARD GRANT HOLMES on Oct 8, 2017 13:33:59 GMT -6
Was he going to get into heaps of trouble for this? Probably. But did he really care about that? Not in the slightest.
Getting home for the summer, Leo had known his father would forbid him from spending any time with Peter as a further attempt to drive them apart, but Leo wasn't having that. People only turned seventeen once and he'd be damned before he missed that for Peter. So instead he devised a plan to sneak out of the house. Or rather told his mother he was going out and disappearing further than the forest out back. The hard part was getting from the middle of nowhere to a mode of transportation that could get him where he was going, but he figured it out somehow.
The house was in sight now and Leo stuffed his hands in the pockets of his jeans, the one pair he owned and chose in an attempt to blend in better, suddenly nervous that this would be received poorly. It was silly he knew, but the two of them usually cleared plans first. Surprises like this weren't a thing. But it was kind of too late now because he couldnt turn back. So instead he knocked on the door and tried not to look too panicked.
Peter was watching Star Wars, one of his favorite holiday pastimes, with some of his siblings. The ones who weren't sitting on the couch with him were off doing whatever it was they did--one was reading a book maybe, and another was on the phone with one of their friends.
Part of watching Star Wars was dramatically saying the lines as they popped up, and another part was acting out some of the parts in the middle of the living room, where more than a few items had been broken before. Peter was happy that his siblings had agreed to yet another viewing, because it was his birthday and he wanted to do everything he could not to think about the fact that Leo wasn't able to spend it with him.
A knock at the door had everyone stopping what they were doing. They weren't expecting any visitors, and nobody ever stopped by unannounced. Peter, being the oldest, hesitated for a moment before walking over to the door to greet whomever or whatever was on the other side. Almost as soon as he could see through the crack, the seventeen-year-old's eyes went big and his hand squeezed the doorknob.
He was surprised and confused, just as his heart fluttered with happiness. "Leo?" he gasped. "Leo! How--what--" Peter wasn't quite sure what he was trying to say, so instead of trying to speak, he threw the door open the rest of the way and praftically tackled his bestfriendboyfriend. "Leo!"
Post by LEONARD GRANT HOLMES on Nov 11, 2017 1:36:35 GMT -6
Once he could see Peter, Leo wasn't sure why he'd ever been nervous that the other boy wouldn't be happy to see him. In all the years they'd known each other, that had literally never happened, even when they were cross at each other. Even when they were fighting. Luckily neither of those happened very often.
His face lit up in a wide grin as he was practically tackled, and for a moment he was worried he would lose his balance at the sudden shift in weight, but surprisingly he kept his feet on the ground and them from hitting the pavement. Wrapping his arms back around Peter, he spoke. "I wasn't going to miss your birthday. Absolutely not. Not when you're seventeen now."
Seventeen might not be a big deal to muggles, but it was a big deal to wizards and Leo had to be there for it. He would have gone to any lengths to make that happen. He had gone to any lengths. Navigating muggle transportation going solely off the few times he'd used it with Peter had been one hell of an adventure and he was proud of himself for managing to do so successfully.
At the mention of being seventeen, Peter immediately let go of Leo to give him a humongous grin. "Yeah, I'm seventeen now! Isn't that cool? I'm getting old, and--and...come here." He reached for Leo's hand to drag him inside, where his siblings would hop around and say hello, excited to see Peter's bestfriendboyfriend.
Peter had other plans. He would ask them let Leo and him have some alone time, at which point he would drag Leo to his bedroom, which was empty while the rest of his siblings were out enjoying their own days. Hopefully Leo hadn't protested to being dragged there.
Post by LEONARD GRANT HOLMES on Jan 25, 2018 0:11:46 GMT -6
Leo laughed at Peter's excitement. "You know, by wizard standards you're an adult now," he pointed out. That was a really weird thought honestly. Peter as an adult. They weren't meant to be adult yet. There was no way they had gone through so many years. Time didn't exist anymore.
He laughed more as his hand was taken and he was pulled into the house. He was going to be in loads of trouble later, but every second of that would be worth it because of every second of this.
"Yeah!" Peter chirped. He pulled Leo into his bedroom and shut the door. "Look! Look!" He went for his wand, which he kept stashed under his pillow so that his siblings wouldn't break it on accident. Or on purpose.
"Look!" He said something aloud, an enchantment, and pointed at his pillow. It turned yellow, which hadn't been his plan. "See? No aurors! No...nothing! Just a yellow pillow!" He blushed but tried not to admit that he had made a mistake. It was probably the excitement. "I can do magic outside of school!"
Post by LEONARD GRANT HOLMES on Mar 14, 2018 0:41:27 GMT -6
Peter's excitement was infectious and Leo couldn't keep a grin off his face even if he wanted to. Things were weird because Peter was an adult now, but it was a good kind of weird. A they would be out of whatever kind of fuckery his parents wanted kind of good.
"Well done!" he cheered as the pillow changed color. Having heard the spell, Leo knew that wasn't quite what it was meant to do, but he wasn't going to call Peter on it. That would just ruin the moment. There would be a time once the excitement wore off, if it was still necessary then.