army // thorne

[Leif]

Thorne was lucky to have a guy like Iwan and it didn't take that night to prove it. Having Iwan suddenly rush to take care of a red mark not only showed of the slight perfectionist within the male, but it also showed his care for Thorne. Thorne knew that Iwan wanted the night to be perfect, however, Josiah had managed to screw that idea to hell. Still it got better as Thorne looked into Iwan's eyes and remembered just why things would always be perfect and that was because of him. Seeing Iwan pull the wand from his tights was a given as to what was next. Thorne knew that Iwan would always take care of him when he could and the feelings were mutual. If the incident with Thalix hadn't declared that fact, then the one with Josiah surely would establish it as so. Thorne was sure it wasn't the last scrape he would be in for the one he loved and Thorne never would not fight for their love. It was too valuable to just let slip away.

" You know, the night just got perfect again. Now all I need is to get one more wand from the dungeons," said Thorne shortly before breaking into laughter upon Iwan hitting him. Iwan knew what Thorne meant and the smile upon his face only showed that he wasn't in complete disagreement. " Don't worry, we will save that fun until after the maze. Yeah, I'm sure all the fright will work you up for these nice big arms of mine. As you know, they are always ready to hold you....among other uses." Thorne broke into laughter again as he allowed his flirty, but, explicit thoughts to exit his mouth. " Hey, what can I say your the King Of Thieves. Now all I need is to find my virginity so you can steal that again," Thorne smiled upon finishing his words.

It was clear that the boys weren't going to get busy in the corridors, however, Thorne wasn't completely joking. At the time the destination was the maze, however, where the night would lead only time would tell. After all, the tussle with Josiah had been unexpected. Where else things could go remained in the air.

TAG IWAN WORDS: 376 NOTES: WELCOME TO THE JUNGLE

[Leif]

TAG:LANSING? MOOD:MISCHIEVOUS? WORDS:606

Once again, Thorne Altec had managed to hurt Iwan Rydderch. Despite Thorne's clear love for the younger Ravenclaw, he just couldn't bring himself to continue trying to get him back, when all that awaited Iwan was more heartache. Thorne wanted to explain it all away, placing the blame on the fammorah, but he'd hurt Iwan's heart far before then. Having now seen how he'd treated Iwan just as Thalix had done, it was too much for Thorne to simply push under the rug. At first, Thorne had tried to apologize, but somewhere in the loneliness he realized that him and Iwan were better off apart. Surely, Thorne was on his guilt trip. Still, his decision to leave Iwan was what he felt was final. Thorne knew he had to let Iwan be, and the timing couldn't have been more perfect it seemed.

The night was young and still lit with a dim sunlight. Thorne had no intention of leaving Hogwarts on a low note. No, Thorne wanted to leave it in a blast. For the last year, Iwan had nearly tamed the troublemaker in Thorne, but that night, Thorne wanted to return to his roots, a time before he knew a serious love. Thorne knew exactly what Hogwarts needed and it was a good prank. In the backpack upon Thorne's back resided just that. Inside were balloons filled with the most putrid smell one could concoct with his skills. Thorne could only hope Lansing was on board to go down in Hogwart's prank history. After all, what could they do to graduates? Or better, to the type that didn't care. If there was one thing Thorne hadn't lost touch of, it was his fearlessness. After all, Thorne Altec wasn't a Gryffindor for nothing.

"Lans, I'm happy you showed. How do you feel about going down in Hogwarts prank history as the best?" Thorne looked at his brother with a rather excited look, as he tilted the book bag forward and unzipped it slightly. Thorne expected Lans to inquire of his plan rather than attempt to stop him. After all, it was the last day they'd be students. Lans couldn't wuss out now, could he? Either way, Thorne was about to do it, and do it big indeed. After that day was over, Thorne knew he would be forced into the world of adulthood, a world he wasn't sure he was ready for. Certainly, pranks weren't the best way to begin one's adult life, but it was certainly one hell of a laugh to kick-start the lengthy show.

Once upon a time, Thorne had wanted to be the mature guy that had a family. Now he just wanted to live and enjoy his youth. It was clearly a form of avoiding the issue at hand, but still it was a genuine desire, just not a dominant one compared to Iwan. Although Iwan was clearly deep rooted as a part of his heart, Thorne had forced himself to move on figuring that next year Iwan would probably become distanced anyways. There were certainly Hogsmedes at his parents shop, but Thorne was realist enough to know that Iwan would eventually get tired of being lonely in the castle, and that was 'if' Iwan would have taken him back. Honestly, assumptions didn't even value much considering that Iwan seemed pretty done. Thorne certainly had no plans to make an effort of his own. The last thing Thorne wanted was to hold Iwan back. Thorne couldn't allow himself to do that when he believed such great things beyond heartbreak for the love of his life.

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