is it really all over? -- dusti

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@dusti

it was a slow day so al was hiding out in the room of requirement. all was seeming right with the world on the outside. the students had been found and returned safe, more or less. people were back to digging their heads in the sand about the threat that had just crawled out of the woodwork and his parents were getting married again. that one had shocked him a little but hey if they wanted to who was he to say anything against it. he was sprawled out on a bed covered in pillows. the room knew him well, a bed bigger than logical and more soft pillows than one could ever need. it was perfect for relaxing which is what he was taking the day to do. his back was getting better slowly, he was caught up on his homework for one and he was finally over his dramatic break up wth andy. it wasn't the relationship that he was still upset about loosing but the way it had gone down, it hadn't been amicable, it had been messy and things had been said. things that were true about both of them but still not things one usually said. he glanced at the watch on his wrist and stretched out, wondering if dusti would show up. he'd told her where she was going if she wanted to join. though he'd understand if she didn't. raleigh had been returned, he knew about some sort of family drama at home but he hadn't asked. sitting up he glanced at the door and thought about whether or not to ask the room for food ..

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Albus had told her he’d be chilling in the Room of Requirements. Probably to come keep him company. Things were… complicated with her family right now though. Far more complicated then before, and then Albus knew. Her father especially had been near unbearable, and threatened to remove all the Flint children from school after Raleigh was kidnapped. She would have thought things would calm down when he was back though… If only. The spark had turned into a raging fire, and Dusti knew that all the Flints would be burned.

So, she jumped at the chance to hang out with him. To try and get something… normal back into her life. As she walked down the hall, she spotted the door. He was in there. And since the room changed to meet your needs, the fact that it was open to her meant he did really want her to be there. It made a small, almost invisible smile touch her lips.

She knocked twice, announcing her presence, before opening it and slipping in. He was sprawled out on a ridiculously oversized bed that made her raise an eyebrow at him. ”That’s what you really want?” She teased a little. It didn’t surprise her though, and she crossed the room, throwing herself on the opposite side and rolling onto her side, using her arm as a pillow as she looked at him. ”Everything good?”

@al

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@dusti

hearing the knock he lifted his head from the pillow and he grinned a litltle. the door had appeared to someone which meant that the only person who could walk through the door was dusti and that wa the way he wanted it. he shifted slightly as she walked in and sat up on his elbow and let a smirk slip onto his face. ”That’s what you really want?” he shrugged his shoulders and let himself flop back onto the bed, sprawling out and letting himself stretch. "you know me .. i hate beds that my feet hang over the edge and i can't stretch my arms out" he said as he watched her settle onto the bed next to him. ”Everything good?” he nodded as an answer but didn't say anything. she knew he wasn't the most talkative when it came to questions like that so he was sure that she would understand. with a sudden quick movement he grabbed one of the big pillows and brought it over his head and he moved to hit her with it lightly, a grin slipping onto his face as he moved to sit up and grab another pillow to arm himself with if she retaliated.

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The way Albus just flopped back down on the bed, not at all concerned by how much room he took made Dusti smile. "That's why they invented futons." she stated. "Or, you know. the floor. Plenty of room to stretch out." She propped herself up on an elbow, blowing a stray blonde hair from her eyes. While she didn't voice it, she did find it slightly unusual that he was up here. Thinking, probably. He'd been doing a lot of that lately. With everything that had been going on, Albus' whole personality had been off. At least right now he seemed.... normal. Back to his old self. The one that understood her in ways no one else could. She hadn't realized how much she'd missed him until this very moment.

Dusti just nodded back to his silent response. It was enough for her. He didn't need to say anything for her to understand. They'd always been able to communicate quite well non verbally. Since their first year. Before she could really dig to deep into his silent answer though, he'd whipped a pillow out and smacked her right in the face. She gasped, eyes widening just a touch. It lasted only a split second before her eyes returned to a normal size and grinned back. He was right to grab another pillow. Grabbing the one he'd hit her with, she sat up. She grabbed a second pillow, she flung both at him.

@al

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@dusti

"That's why they invented futons." "Or, you know. the floor. Plenty of room to stretch out." he rolled his eyes to look at her and shook his head. he could go on about how the floor was hard, it was often cold and it was more of an effort to get up from it. but he figured she'd probably already know those reasons, he'd spent the better part of six years mentioning that the bed in the dorm was too small. he looked at the ceiling for a second before he tried to start a war with the pillows. he heard her gasp and he grinned slightly, noting the slight widening of her eyes and he moved to shifts onto his knees as he armed himself with the second pillow. he didn't want to be laying down when she attacked him with pillows and sure enough she'd grabbed the one he'd thrown at her and was retaliating. he almost laughed but managed to keep it held in and he moved to try and hit her with the two pillows he had in his hands. "you going to surrender?" he said, a smile half slipping onto his face.

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Surrender?

"Why would I surrender? You're not winning." She didn't know what had brought this all on. But it was... nice? It was carefree, and normal. Something a teenager should do. And it made her, at least for a moment, forget everything that was going on. There was a plethora of pillows on the bed, so she was able to grab another before Albus whacked her.

It went back and forth like that, but in the end, most of the pillows ended up on his side of the bed. "Hoarder." She snapped. It sounded harsh, aggressive, but that was just how she talked. He'd be more then use to it by now. He'd understand it wasn't meant as an insult. Dusti leaned up against the head board, next to Albus. "Cease fire?" She asked, tilting her head to the side to look at him.

@al
((Gunna fade the pillow fight. ))

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@dusti

"Cease fire?" he grinned and shook his head, let this pillow from his hand and he moved to lean against the head of the bed and stretched his legs out before him. "you gave up. i win" he said with a smug grin as he turned his head to look at her and laced his fingers behind his head and started to smirk a little. it felt good to just relax and have a bit of fun with dusti. she had always been able to bring that side out of him, an almost fun one though he did like to keep her guessing on how he was feeling, most of the time. today was different though. he just felt like .. not doing that if he was being honest with himself. he rubbed his hands forward through his hair and moved to sit forward. "i should have asked the room for food" he said with a groan and he dropped down onto his side and dropped his head lightly onto dusti's legs below her knees. "too bad i feel too lazy to get up and do it" he said as he turned his head to look at her.

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"I ran out of pillows. It was a forced surrender." Dusti retorted bitterly, shrugging in the same moment. As he gave her that smug smirk, she narrowed her eyes very slightly, before sticking her tongue out at him. Dusti wasn't a very.... playful person. Not to any degree. Albus, and of course Scorpius, seemed to bring it out of her though. While she was still blunt and slightly aggressive, to no one's surprise, she was a little more carefree. Like she could let go of some of her worries for at least a little while.

Dusti shifted a bit, closing her eyes as she leaned her head back against the headboard. She didn't move as he announced his blunder of not asking the room for food. "Well, that's a problem." She muttered. Personally, she wasn't very hungry. She didn't necessarily have a problem with food.... Just the place food was stored. And the mere thought of the place was enough to ruin her appetite most the time. As he moved, so his head was on her legs she couldn't help but smile softly. Dusti, personally, didn't like physical contact. Of any amount. There were a rare few people she trusted though. And Albus was one of them. "You must not be very hungry then." she answered as she opened her eyes, tilted her head forward a little to meet his gaze. "And No. I'm not getting it for you either."

@al

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@dusti

"I ran out of pillows. It was a forced surrender." he couldn't help but laugh as she resorted to sticking her tongue out at him. he rolled his eyes and dropped his head back against the cushions he had accumulated behind him and he wiggled his brow slightly. "you could have gotten them back" he pointed out to her as he felt his body relax and he sighed. he never wanted to leave this bed. ever. it was the most comfortable thing he had ever rested on and it was going to be a sad moment when he had to leave it. "Well, that's a problem." he nodded a little and sighed. "i know. guess i'm not as smart as you are" he said with a smirk as he moved to roll onto his stomach and he rested his chin on his arms. "You must not be very hungry then." "And No. I'm not getting it for you either." he mocked gasped and faked a hurt look as he lifted his green eyes to bore into hers. "you mean no more pickle deliveries?" he mentioned her bringing the pickles to him when he had been laid up in hospital a little while ago. they had been his saving grace and he had almost told her he loved her when she had brought him the first jar .. but he knew that had been the pickles talking.

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Dusti raised an eyebrow as he said she could have gotten them back. "Probably." she retorted with a shrug... and then a wicked smirk followed. "I had to go easy on you though, since you're still healing." She teased. And, to proof her point, she moved suddenly, leaning over him and snatching one of the unguarded pillows. She tossed it behind her back, so it was between her and the headboard. Much better.

As he mentioned her 'pickle deliveries', Dusti pretended to cover a cough to hide her embarrassment. He had no idea just how... difficult those arrangements had been. Heck, the first time she tried she'd passed out in front of her older brother! She'd found a better route after that, much to her relief. From then on she'd quite consistently brought him a jar of his (strange) but favorite thing to eat. "You can get those yourself now. And besides, it was the only thing that made you tolerable when bed ridden. We were desperate." And she'd wanted to do something nice for him. To show him that she did care. She refused to admit that though.

@al

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-- this is ending cause they have a nice new thread in the forest and we all know what's going to happen in the bed hehe not --