The Harmony of Song Birds PV Miko Complete

“You wound me amour! Mon monde, why would you be embarrassed by something as little as a kiss? Unless it was that good, hmm?”

A devilish grin graced his slender complexion.
Of course he was only joking, buttttt... it was fun to tease.
He was a little annoyed though, that he wouldn't be getting a translation. Even more encouragement to learn Gaelic. 
Rowan yawned (adorably) and rubbed at his eyes. In all honesty, it looked like he had been getting little sleep, with the shadows under his eyes. Only then did he remember the club meeting they had left. Quite rudely, by his standards. I mean, who just leaves before at least saying hello to the host?

"Mmm... well your adorable face distracted me so much, I forgot about the club. Should we head back? Or am I going to walk you to your room before we all go to bed?"

Rowan was slightly hoping he would choose the second option, as he was, of course, exhausted from his streak of unhealthy habits. He really needed to eat more too. If he hadn't been wearing his robes, Miko would be able to see his ribs through his shirt, which was, in short, not good whatsoever. 
Though he could sit through an hour or two more of the meeting for the sake of formalities if Miko wanted to return.

The boy laughed when  Rowan said he was wounded. Of course he was only joking, there was no bloody wound! The other child asked why he was embarrassed by a little kiss, well any sign of affection from another person just made him blush immensely. Miko was always crushed on without knowing because he was kind of an idiot when it came to reading other people's feelings for him, it was always difficult. If they were happy, sad, or mad he could tell that right away, but in love? No way in hell he could read that sort of emotion.

Bane seemed rather tired, and going back to the club would wear him out even more so he figured they would just walk back to their dorms. Instead of Rowan walking Miko to his dorm, it was going to be the other way around. "I mean, you seem rather tired so why don't I walk you to your dorm? I've never been around the Gryffindor entrance." The Hufflepuff grinned cheekily and laughed quietly as if he just came up with some clever plan. Miko patted Bane's head and felt his hair, it was quite soft and smooth. rather than the other boy's hair was soft and absolutely out of whack. No amount of words could explain how crazy the child's hair was, it was like a tornado had hit it three times in one go! There have been many attempts to comb it down or tame his mane but all have failed, but the hair topped off his wild look.

“Mmm, alright then. I don’t see why not. I have to warn you though, it’s not very spectacular, and the paintings gossip.”

He had learned that from another first year who had learned the hard way. The paintings wouldn’t do it out of malice, however half of them just got too bored to keep their mouths shut. And would you look at that- their very door was a painting. And one who was notorious for being eccentric at that. Although most likely, they weren’t the first or last of people like them. 

Miko petting him broke through the haze of thoughts. Which was... confusing? Who knew what Rowan felt about it in his sleep deprived state. All we know is that he leaned into his hand and hummed softly. Which means he probably didn’t hate it.
Although Rowan did realize very quickly what he had done and blushed bright red, mentally kicking himself. 
He wasn’t a f*cking cat so why in hell did he do that?
Although it was adorable to see him like that. He was very cuddly, for someone so thin and angular. If only he wasn’t so embarrassed about it.
Rowan slowly pulled away, nervously chuckling as he stood up, offering his hand to the boy. 

“Let us go then, mon amour.”

The boy smiled brightly when Rowan seemingly purred. Although he wasn't a cat, it was still adorable and soothing. With the other boy's small frame and that purr it made him even more cuddly and fit for snuggles honestly. Miko would be able to be more of a body pillow for the Gryffindor rather than being next to him seeing as he was quite tall for his age, and several others. Bane's face went red as a tomato showing that he was embarrassed, probably about purring into his hand even though it was quite cute.

"Gossip eh? That means I can find out more about you through the paintings I guess!" He joked around and laughed quietly.

Miko smiled and took the boy's hand but before they got to walking, he placed his firm lips on Rowan's hand. It was a cute gesture from this child, it was quite gentleman like of him. The Hufflepuff was always raised to be a gentlemen to everyone especially to your enemies and close friends as for the enemies, well they get angry. All you need if for your enemy to get angry and they'll leave you alone for hopefully the rest of your time there.

“Hah. I think not.”

The kiss on the hand only made him blush darker. 
Usually his mind would be a whirlwind, with all the empty time to think, but as Rowan walked with Miko... he found his mind calm for once. Not anxious, not overanalysing, nothing. Just him. A beacon of light in the storm. The eye of the hurricane. Whatever metaphor you wanted to use. But for once, Rowan wasn’t faking the calm persona. 
He found himself walking closer, and possibly even leaning his head on his shoulder as they drifted over to his dorms. 
And Rowan was sad to see him go. 
Though he said his little goodbyes and whatnot, and even returned the kiss on the hand, before he disappeared into the common room. 
The calm didn’t last long though.
In the morning, Rowan was nowhere to be found in the great hall. 
And an owl Miko received explained why. 
The eye had passed, and Rowan was drowning again.
And Miko would be pulled into the mess this time. 
With one letter, Miko was forced to worry about Rowan. Forced to worry about whether or not he would be okay. Forced to wonder what had happened because of course, the piece of paper infront of him said nothing about what happened or why it happened or how bad it was. 
Rowan was in the hospital wing. And from what little the letter said, it wasn’t good by any means.