A Late Night Walk abandoned :(

Noah handed Michael the flowers, giving a thumbs up back to Earl, and hugged Michael. "I- uh- know your name simply because you were someone that attracted my attention when I saw you getting sorted. I wanted to get to know you before I ever got to talk to you, and it seems that I may have been stalking you." Noah said, sheepishly.

Noah's face turned red, then he used a line he heard his dad say before, in an attempt to attract Michael, perhaps to the point of them dating, granted, it was a bit nerdy, but Noah smiled, his eyes brightening, "If you were a triangle, you'd be acute one."

The boy took a seat next to Earl, "So, what's your name? I think you heard what my name was, but in case you didn't, my name is Noah Jupe, and I am not in any of your Houses, at least, I don't think I've seen you in Gryffindor. Your pet Pygmy Puff, Mocha, is very cute." Noah smiled, Noah liked Earl, in general, but he didn't love Earl like he does with Michael.

The short boy smiled, raising his wand again, "Do any of you like snow, or winter? Because, I'm about to make it snow!" Noah pointed his wand towards the sky, "Nix Facitur!" Snowflakes began to come down, slowly, surrounding the three boys.

OOC: Sorry, I was looking at Astronomy 3 (Year 1) and I didn't see the lesson on Nix Facitur. It states it is from Astronomy 3 in my ency, and in the Ency Update spell list.

The hope Earl had felt for Noah was fading just a little bit. A stalker? Oh no.

Earl had dealt with his fair share of stalkers, but most of them were forty year old men he could block with the click of a button. Some commented disgusting things under his tiktoks, others messaged him all sweetly claiming to want nothing more than friendship.

"But you're not like...creepy, right?" he asked quietly, setting one of the pygmy puffs on Noah's shoulder. In the tinier boy's defense, he seemed like a genuinely nice dude. A bit awkward and dorky and wearing glasses which didn't look flattering at all...but a good person nonetheless.

"If you were a triangle you'd be acute one" Earl giggled from behind his hands. Yeah. Leaning more towards dorky and less towards creepy weirdo. "I'm Earl" he smiled, giving Noah a one armed hug. The way he was sitting, he was positioned between the two boys. Which, seeing as Noah was currently hitting on Michael....wasn't a very comfortable position. Masking the movement as getting up to grab another cupcake, he sat down on his friend's other side, leaving an empty space between Noah and Mic.

He settled down, a little shiver going down his back at the cold. He hadn't thought about blankets, and the paper thin T-shirt he was wearing didn't do much to help against the wind.

Ripping a piece off his cupcake, he fed it to Mocha, who was currently giving his two companions the side eye. "She says thank you" he said helpfully, setting the pygmy puff back atop his head. Despite him missing the curly locks which had graced his head during the first year, Mocha still insisted on napping hidden in what little hair he still had.

Which was a terrible decision, considering heavy flakes of snow started falling from the sky a few seconds later.

Earl tipped his head back, parting his lips to allow one of the heavy flakes to settled on his tongue, melting nearly as soon as it landed. A smile bloomed across Earl's face, lighting his eyes. "It's so pretty," he sighed, leaning backwards to lay flat on the blanket. His shirt rode upwards on his stomach, revealing freckled porcelain skin. "I wish nights like this could last forever."

A stalker, Michael couldn't help the shiver of unease from that statement. Earl asked him if he was creepy, Michael smiling at the boy's innocent question. He turned to Noah again, the boy wasn't too bad on the eyes. Michael could see the innocence in him, not yet too deep in the world that was Hogwarts.

Twirling the flowers in his hand, he smiled at Noah's dumb, but oh so cute pick up line. "That was dorky" he said softly.

His attention was swiftly changed to Earl's direction as the other boys talked, then went to hug Noah.

Only to leave one side of him and return to the other. Michael opened his arm, pulling back his coat. "Earl you're gonna freeze, c'mere" he said, just as snow came down. Michael looked up, then at Noah. "That's really cool" he said softly, smiling. He looked over Noah, "are you cold too?" He asked. He wasn't too against the thought of having both boy close.


As Earl tipped his head back, Michael did too. Closing his eyes as he felt the snow fall on him and melt on his skin. "I missed snow." He whispered softly as he felt it fall.

Noah quickly regretted his choice of words. Stalker was a bit too strong as it seemed, perhaps someone who followed his idol around, no. That was still too bold. Not thinking of a decent word, Noah looked at Michael with fear, fear that Noah would be disconcerted. It was a while since Noah was pushed away from a group because he was bad at wording things properly when speaking to people.

"No! Not that kind of stalker!"

Noticing the two boys smiling and laughing at his pick up line, he figured they liked it. "Uh, Earl, and Michael, want to hear another?" Noah stated, hoping they would understand this. "Are you made of Copper and Titanium? Cause you're CuTe!" Noah smiled, giving another pick up line a try. "I know we're not in Professor Fresnel's class, but you are charming!"

He smiled, noticing Michael's whispered words, "I know. But that's who I am. If you want me to change, I will. For you." Noah looked over at Mocha and Earl in the snow fall, "I know. Thank YOU Mocha for being such an adorable ball of fur!" He said, attempting to be funny and cute.

"I love snow too, fun fact, my dads said I was born on the day when it snowed, but it was also the day where my birth mother gave me and Billy, my twin, up after taking a look at us." Noah sighed, both happily and sadly.

Earl didn't need to be told twice. The tiny boy gave a brilliant grin and folded himself against Michael's side, resting his head against the other. "You smell so nice," he murmured, eyes closing of their own accord. It was cold, but the warmth of his friend against him and the coat which he'd been tucked into helped keep the frost from creeping up Earl's fingers and kissing his nose.

Instead, Earl found Michael's hand, fingers intertwining with the other boy's. It was a pleasant sight, in all honesty. A small Hufflepuff curled up against his friend, moonlight shining above them and making his porcelain skin glow silver. The glitter he'd dusted over the bridge of his nose and across his lids was shining dully in the candleflames, giving him an eerie vibe. Earl didn't look quite human. There was something 'off', something 'other' about the kid.

For example: who in the world managed to smell like peaches and honey at nearly one am, while sitting on a raggedy blanket on cold stone which, dear reader, I am willing to bet hadn't been washed in years. Who managed to look perfect even in clothes which were three times his size, and definitely not his style? Earl did. Somehow.

"That's nice, Noah," Earl murmured, voice having dropped an octave. He'd been awake since four am, and it was getting harder to stay awake. "But you..." a huge yawn followed, barely covered up by the tips of his fingers. "...s-shou..." and yet another yawn. "...excuse me....shouldn't change yourself for anyone." Michael was way too comfortable a pillow for his own good. "Es-spee-especiallyy....oh geeze." It might have been slightly less embarrassing for him to shut up right then.

"...not for a man." He was Earl frigging Gray, and no amount of yawning would stop him from passing on TikTok advice taken from questionable sources. That might have been the last thing he was going to say for a while though. Because a few moments later, he was sound asleep against Michael, the remains of a cupcake still held loosely in one hand.