Sweet Dreams (are Made of This) pv

The boy simply just stuck his hand out to the bedside table, and put on his clothes- blue jean shorts- and a yellow and black hoodie. But not forgetting to include some form of leather- as it comforted him- reminded him of something he never wanted to repeat to anyone.

His leather vest. He walked to the common room entrance and slid on the leather vest- knowing he looked like a kid who just threw on clothes. But who wouldn't? It was clothes after all- it covered what it needed to- nothing less.

He saw a boy outside in the Grounds wearing the same shorts he was- and a hoodie- but it was green and silver. Hoping that the boy didn't catch him wearing something similar. He took off his shorts- underwear remained on, in the color of the Hufflepuff house- and little skulls embellished on the fabric. He then took off his hoodie, quickly sliding on the vest- a white tanktop on underneath.

He threw it into a nearby bush- and ran towards the boy, intentionally bumping into him. "How'd you do? I'm Clark William Baird-Carter. Nice outfit- where did you get it? I would love to get something like that. I just have a ton of leather, I have no shorts- and no hoodies!" Clark said, lying painstakingly. It's obvious he was not born to be a liar.

@Keith Moore
@Logan Baird @Opeila Winters

Keith looked to see a really good looking boy. "...What is this feeling? I can't- What is this? He looks so, he's so good looking. Why, What, Someone explain this to me!" Keith thought. Keith had never in his life thought of a boy this way, so this was all new to him. The boy was shorter than him, and Keith blushed, "Watch where you're walking next time!" He thought to himself.

Keith was just looking at the boy, then he spoke. Keith listened, and was thinking the whole time, "Why do I feel like this?! Is it normal? Maybe I should ask Colin about it, he'll know what to do, and why I feel like this" He thought, making a mental note to talk to Colin about it later. Then the boy quit talking, after saying his name, and clearly lying about having shorts and hoodies.

Keith looked at him, and smiled, "Sorry again for bumping into you. My name is Keith Moore. I got the hoodie from- um, my parents." Keith frowned when he said his parents, but smiled again, hoping the boy didn't notice, or won't ask if he did. Keith looked a little away from the boy, "um... I think leather looks good on you..." He whispered, not meaning to say it out loud.

Wc:218
Interacting with: @Clark William Baird-Carter

Clark looked at Keith with slight astonishment in his eyes. "That's a cute hoodie. Are you absolutely positive your parents gave it to you? It looks like it's much too exquitive for our taste- and that makes it expensive- who can afford such expensive items? I know I sure as hell can't." It was no lie. His parents simply just bought him the necessities and could buy him the food he needs- but they really had no extra money to afford basic luxury items- like nice clothes or a hoodie- where Noah got his, was simply by stealing it from a kid who left his bag and change of clothes just outside of the bathroom- in the hall.

"Oh no. I'm simply not just in the mood today to wear the required clothes. Ugh- the entire month has been what feels like wearing the common school clothes- it was time for a break!" He walked back towards the bush- waving- planning on disappearing unless he was to be stopped. The bush where his shorts were. Perhaps he should just be respectful and wear the shorts. "Turn away!" Clark harshly whispered- sliding on the shorts, covering his childish underwear. "There, you can turn around now."

He started walking off, leaving the yellow and black hoodie on the ground. "Nice to meet you."

@Keith Moore
@Logan Baird @Opeila Winters

Keith was a bit confused, "I'm not sure how much it costed, but my parents are kinda rich." Again Keith frowned at mentioning his parents, as mean as they were he still missed them. Keith smiled again, he needed to stop thinking about them. "They bought it thinking I would be in Slytherin, but I'm in Gryffindor. What house are you in?" Keith turned away for a moment thing, "He curses... he looks so nice, but sounds a bit rude. hmm, maybe I should get to know him more. What would I say though? Ugh, Colin where are you when I need you?!"

Keith looked back at the boy, slightly blushing, "Crap, he heard..." he thought. "I don't like having to wear the school clothes either, hoodies are more comfy, and shoes, don't get me started on shoes. I hate wearing shoes." The boy walked to a bush, and yelled. Keith quickly turned away, waiting till he was told to turn back around.

Keith was about to ask him something when the boy started walking away, and said it was nice meeting him. Keith was sad, scared to ask if he wanted to talk. "You might not see him again, go on and talk!" the voice in his head told him. Keith walked up to the boy, matching his speed. "Um... see you later, I guess." Keith smiled and turned to walk away.

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Interacting with: @Clark William Baird-Carter

Clark stopped. Maybe he should get the boy's attention again. He seemed to be walking away. "I'm just in it for the attention. I mean, what all am I supposed to do? Sit around and be trusted not to cast spells? It's a magic school- we're unsupervised in certain areas- might as well raise cain. What are you doing? Why are you leaving? Hate me already? Boy, I am telling you, I already dumped fish everywhere in the Hufflepuff Girls Dormitory- I can be mean to people- you're just- the first I was kind to."

He wanted to continue but he started getting embarrased. Sure, he was comfortable, walking around in his underwear- instead of being embarrased- but- he was finally embarrased for the first time- feeling like Keith didn't like him- like what Clark did was unforgivable and Keith was going to avoid Clark over that.

"Please. Come back! What can I say? And- uh- Hufflepuff. I'm nowhere near as sweet as most people want me to be. I already got detention a month ago just for being rude to my Head of House! Don't assume that this is-" Ugh, he couldn't continue. Keith already was much too sweet already- and Clark was loving him already.

He tried to get a word out, but couldn't bring himself to say anything. Instead, he ran up to Keith, and tackled him.

@Keith Moore
@Logan Baird @Opeila Winters

Keith turned back to the boy, "So he does want to talk more, I'm glad, I don't know what this feeling is, but it makes me want to talk to him. I'm so confused. I wish I could know what this is, this weird feeling, the fluttering in my stomach." Keith smiled, and turned to walk with the boy.

Clark gone on talking about, "Fish? In the girls dormitory? That's funny." Keith laughed, then answered his questions. "I'm still a little new to talking to people here, but I won't go if you want to chat more. Why would I hate you already? I just met you. I'm normally nice to people, I haven't met anyone I need to remind them of their place. "

Keith stood there looking at him, and smiled. "I'm in Gryffindor, though my hoodie says otherwise. My parents wanted me to be in Slytherin. I haven't gotten detention yet, but I will most likely soon" Keith turned away at the mention of his parents, he didn't want to remember them at the moment, it had been about a week since he had gotten the letter, it still upset him.

Keith was about to turn back when he was tackled to the ground, "AHHH!" he yelled, falling to the ground. He was stunned for a second, then tried to flip Clark over, "I haven't wrestled in a while, this is fun" He said.

Wc:237
Interacting with: @Clark William Baird-Carter

The boy got up off of Keith, and he began to feel a little weird. He felt like Keith had earned some respect from Clark. But yet, no one else at Hogwarts had earned Clark’s respect as fast as Keith did.

After all, maybe it’s true; “Sweet dreams are made of this.“ Maybe he really did have a future planned out for him, and maybe it was with his lovely boyfriend. But what could he say? What could he do? How would he be seen?

Keith did have a good point, they literally just met. So how did Keith earn his trust and his respect so fast? Was Clark maybe developing crush, or was he developing his own sense of love.

Love was a weird thing. And at the age of 11, obviously, most boys and girls didn’t even know what love truly was, but yet it seemed at Clark and just gotten a taste. A taste at all that love asked offer, of the great things. they might end up coming around to all the bad things that come from it like the constant need for attention.

“Yes, that is what I am thinking. Obviously we just met, so I don’t know what’s going on. I’m sorry. I’m also sorry for tackling you. If you want to kiss me-wait- did I really just say that? Wait did I just say that out loud? Oh I’m sorry I’m sorry.”

“I am part of the elite house, hufflepuff. Sweet dreams, are made of this- isn’t it?”

Keith jumped up, after Clark got off of him. Clark seemed to be lost in thought for a while, so Keith thought for a bit. "What just happened, and this feeling, what is it? He's so cute... Am I like Aunt Brenda and Aunt Carol? But with boys and not girls? But I think girls are pretty, and Dove... but he... I have to ask someone about this..." Keith thought.

He turned to look back at Clark, he still seemed to be thinking. "Lost in thought, did I do something? Is he thinking of saying bye, I don't want to stop talking to him. Why though, I just met him, but I feel like I want to get to know him? This is so weird..." Keith thought to himself. He turned to look around again, seeing how pretty the sun was as it was slowly climbing its way up to the sky."How beautiful." he said quietly. He hadn't meant to, but "it's whatever now." He thought.

Keith turned back to Clark, he seemed to be coming back to this world, instead of in his own world, thinking about something. He started to say stuff about how they just met,

Then Clark said something, something Keith didn't expect... "If you want to kiss me-" Keith didn't hear what Clark said after that, whatever it was wasn't important, if it was Clark would have to repeat himself.

Keith could feel his face starting to burn, he probably looked like a tomato he was so red. "K-Kiss? That's, um..." Keith mumbled then shut up, he had forgot almost all the words he's ever learned...

Keith was still a blushing mess and Clark went on to talk about the house of Hufflepuff, and how they were "elite." Then he asked about dreams. "I'm part of the bravest house, Gryffindor. And yeah, sweet dreams are made of this, whatever this is..."

Wc: -31o- Interacting with: @Clark William Baird-Carter

OOC note:

Reducio

We can end this thread soon if you want, I kinda want to plan one for Keith and Clark to go to Hogsmeade together, but it's up to you mate. Owl me if you think it's a good idea

You know what? Maybe Keith was his counterpart. Maybe Keith was the all important person he’s been waiting on. Who cares if he is just 11, apparently people at Hogwarts already have boyfriends and girlfriends. How traumatic is that?

He opened his mouth just to say something, but again, nowhere to come out. It was almost as if he were cursed, but he didn’t feel that way. “ natures first green is gold her hardest hue to hold, her early leaf’s a flower, but only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf so Eden sank to grief, so dawn goes down the day. Nothing gold can stay.”

He didn’t regret what he said, but he didn’t notice that it was a poem, written by a legendary Robert frost. Just by looking at the sunset, noticing his heart swell. It was so beautiful he just wanted to get a hug from Keith.

He tried to open his mouth again, but it didn’t seem like his dreams would come true. Maybe it was time, that he considered moving on. Instead of wishing for a kiss. Maybe he was rushing. He thought maybe he could re-create the scene, maybe hope for a kiss. so he took off his shorts and left on his underwear, and then just ran back into the entrance of where he came from.

Once again, he tried to open his mouth. Just to say, I’m sorry. But he was terrified, and couldn’t continue time so he ran off, bring back to the hufflepuff dorms. Maybe he would see Keith again one day.

@Keith Moore

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