Reunion

[romeo_remy]

The platform was packed with chattering, rushing, hugging kids and chattering, rushing, hugging parents saying goodbye to their offspring with both sadness and relief. Remy had said his own goodbyes at least twenty minutes beforehand and was now stood anxiously beside the carriage he had texted Danny to say he would be besides. After six weeks of

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[perrie]

"Um, actually... yeah. He's, you know. He's supposed to be really good at -- at 'curing' people."

"Well fuck that for a game of soldiers." Remy grinned, and on impulse leant over, siezing his boyfriend around the waist and tugging him back to lay again his warm, solid chest. "Who needs to get cured from what we have? It's pretty damn good in my opinion." He beamed and ran his hand through Dannys hair affectionately, enjoying the weight of the younger boy against him. "The bloke's probably a repressed queer himself. Jealous of handsome young men like you getting what he can't have, is all."

The Gryffindor did not seem fazed by Dannys admission of what sort of shrink he was seeing. In fact, he was honestly quite amused by it - various thoughts of ways to reunite Danny with the 'dark side' were currently threading their way through his pretty head, bound to be full of afternoons and evenings spent in heavy, Silenced beds and locked rooms with pianos in. Well, it wasn't like Remy didn't like a challenge, after all.

[christianish]

Danny pushed away from Remy, flushing and feeling slightly made fun of. "Stop it," he said. "I don't need you to try and make me feel better about how I spent my summer, okay? I'm doing fine. And can you just -- not in public? Please?"

[romeo_remy]

"What?" This was the first time Remy had really looked surprised by Danny in this whole conversation, and he gaped for a moment, not exactly having expected his boyfriend to tear himself away in such a sudden movement.

"But we're not in public. And you love me holding you." He frowned. "Don't tell me they've got you believing that nutjob, Dan? I mean--" He floundered, "You're better than that!"

[christianish]

"He wasn't a nutjob," Danny said. "He actually made... a lot of sense, some of the time." The redhead rubbed at his forearm, frowning and looking away from Remy. "And he listened to me. He didn't -- talk over me, like everyone else." It was obvious that this was what had made such an impression on the young man.

As for them not being in public... "Anyone could walk into this compartment at any time," Danny pointed out. "It's public. Nobody HAS to sit anywhere. So it counts." He let out a long sigh before running his hands through his hair. "I don't know what I think any more."

[romeo_remy]

"I listen to you." Remy sounded injured, confused by this sudden turnaround in attitude of his boyfriend. This was the absolute last thing he expected - truthfully, he had been picturing a cosy train ride up all the way to Hogwarts; Danny curled in his arms, sharing jokes and pumpkin juice, laughing over stupid summer antics. He hadn't ever pictured the possibility that he would come back to the idea of his boyfriend confessing confusion over his sexuality, admitting dislike of physical affection - of Remy touching him, holding him like he wanted.

"How can he make sense? He's trying to tell you not to be who you are." The Gryffindor was floundering here, trying not to jump straight into the first day by getting into a fight with Danny over how his feelings for men settled with his inferiority complex. "I don't understand this, Dan. Are you telling me you...don't love me any more? Or don't want to be in love with someone like me? Cause if that's the way this is going..."

[christianish]

"That's not what I meant," Danny said in reply to Remy's statement that he listened. "I meant the therapists. All of them that I've seen, I mean. Of course not you." Why did this have to be so personal?

Oh, wait. Because a very big part of it was.

"What?" Brown eyes widened behind the lenses of his glasses. "No! No, of course not! I love you, and -- of course I do! Of course I do." Danny looked distressed; he'd managed to seriously hurt Remy's feelings, their first time back together since the summer. How awful. "I just, I didn't -- I didn't mean anything like that," he said. "I'm sorry, Remy. I'm... I guess I'm really confused? Right now?" The Ravenclaw reached over and wound their fingers together, bringing them up to brush against his lips.

"I missed you," he said.

[romeo_remy]

It only took that slip of fingers, that brush of lips to bring a smile back to Remys face, and he relaxed considerably as Danny kissed his hand, told him he missed him.

"I missed you too." He murmured, and his other hand came up to thread into Dannys hair, feeling the warmth of pale skin pressed against his palm, adoring the way bronze eyes blinked at him from behind thick, dark frames. "I would have phoned you every day, if I could." The blond boy smiled, then gently rubbed his thumb over Dannys fingers, reassuring and soft. "You can always talk to me, you know. Any time you want. I'll always listen to you."

[christianish]

Turning his head slightly, Danny pulled his hair away from Remy's fingers. "I know. I know I can talk to you. It's just -- you have a certain way of looking at things that sometimes makes me feel very... small." The Ravenclaw smiled apologetically, and let Remy rub his fingers, allowing himself to be reassured. "Don't let it offend you."

[romeo_remy]

"Sometimes," Remy told him with a wry smile, "You have a certain way of looking at things that make everything look way too big. Hey. I'm just glad to have you back again."

The blond boy leant back in his seat then, running one hand through his own hair and visibly relaxing. It calmed him, having Danny beside him - in the ten months they had been together, Remy had got himself into far fewer fights, exploded at people far less often - and that could only be a good thing.

"Man. Last year of school." He sighed. "I feel so old."

[christianish]

"Last year for you," Danny muttered, looking angrily out the window. He wished he were the one with only one year left, about to break free of Hogwarts forever. He wished he were the one about to be done with all this mess and socializing.

"I'm sure it'll be a fine year." The same as last year. Danny's mouth turned down in a frown, and he sighed. "I'm sorry. I've got a horrid attitude, haven't I?"

[perrie]

"It could be improved." Remy admitted, but he didn't seem too annoyed by this. He twisted in his seat to face the Ravenclaw, and lifted their joined hands to kiss Dannys knuckles briefly.

"Just relax, Dan. For the first day back, you're wound way too tight."

Remy, of course, spent his life in a permanant state of relaxation - there wasn't much that fazed the blond boy. He and Danny were such opposites sometimes, it was a wonder they ever worked at all.

"C'mon. I love you - I'll help you get through this year." He shrugged. "Just let me help. You're so -- wound up!"