Here Comes The Sun - open -

[Alexander Jay García Torres]

_{Little darling, its been a long, cold, lonely winter.}

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Ever since the weekend it was as if Alex had been on a constant high. Everything was, well, going great for the young man. He had a boyfriend. Boyfriend.[/color] Alex's head rolled back and he smiled at the clear, azure skies. He still couldn't believe it - he was really going out with Reid Rutherford.

Alexander had had a night shift at the hospital last night. He had gone home and caught a few hours sleep. On waking up he saw how the day was literally smiling with its sunny weather. Usually he'd stay in after doing his least preferred shift but he just couldn't - his mood matched the weather and he refused to stay inside his dimly lit flat.

Here Alex was now. Sat outside Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour. It was still known that way even though the old Fortescue had been murdered by Death Eaters back in the nineties. He had ordered himself a mint chocolate chip ice cream since it pretty much matched his scarf, and because it was one of his preferred flavors too. In the other hand he mindlessly twirled his peacock feather quill, his journal lay open at a random page that he was scribbling lyrics onto. Alex had given up on it a long time ago though. He only got mushiness.

The Spaniard was leaned comfortably into the back of the chair, bathed in cool shade, as he watched the other shoppers bumble past busily. He pulled his headphones from his ears and let them hug his neck. The battery had just died. But that didn't dampen his mood. He just smiled and ate his ice cream, while continuing the song in his head. Sun, sun, sun. Here it comes...[/color]

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outfit| clicky!
notes| clicky for lyrics from Here Comes The Sun by The Beatles <3
tagged| opeeeen !
lyrics| change by the young veins
credit| mee!

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[Andrew Sebastian Maxwell]

Andrew was passing by the ice cream parlor when he tripped and fell on the side walk. "For the love of Merlin!" he said as he lifted his face. He hoped no one seen him fall. It would have been very embarrassing. And then he noticed he had scraped his palms and elbow.

"Great! Just great! After I decided not to bring my wand with me as well.!" he yelled in his mind. his skin was scraped and the layer was turning a fine shade of red. He sighed. He was looking around if he could see either his father or mother.

"Just great of you Andrew. To fall flat on your face and injure yourself." he told himself in a low voice, hoping no one heard him talking to himself.

[Alexander Jay García Torres]

Alex was in la-la land, staring into space with a distant smile toying with his lips. He was brought back to reality on hearing a sudden ruffle of clothing and Alex's eyes snapped to the unexpected disturbance. He spied a young man obviously just picking himself up off the floor and dusting himself down. Usually, Alex would've just turned away and poured that attention back to his ice cream but it looked as though he'd injured himself. Healer senses tingled. They wouldn't just let him sit here.

"Hey, you alright there?" Alex purred, popping the final corner of the wafer cone into his mouth, freeing his hands as he went over to the guy. Drawing closer, Alex recognized him as Andrew. He looked down at the young chap's hands and spotted grazes. "Ouch. Here. Let me help with that." Taking him by the wrist, Alex sat him down at his table and whipped out his wand. Pressing the tip gently on each palm, the superficial lesions healed and faded away.

"There. All better." Alex smiled, flashing his pearly whites. "Want an ice cream?"

[Andrew Sebastian Maxwell]

Andrew turned and saw the Spanish healer finishing his ice cream. Despite being older, Andrew found the man rather attractive and exotic since the man spoke spanish sometimes which usually made Andrew want to snog the man right then and there.

He simply nodded and allowed Alex to heal his scrapes. "Sorry to be a bother, Healr Torres." Andrew said and bowed politely. He simply smiled angelically and hoped that he wasn't a bother. "Ice cream? Only if your paying then..." Andrew joked and flipped his hair back to it position before he tripped.

he was in his muggle clothing: dark skinny denims and a semi-tight v-neck green polo shirt. "Sorry again for taking up your time, Healer Torres." Andrew apologized again.

[Alexander Jay García Torres]

<sub>Healer Torres? Way to make a man feel older than his years. He remembered asking for his dad at work and having to say that. Alex shook his head with a small smile and pocketed his wand once again.
"Call me Alex, Andrew." He chuckled, adjusting his pale green scarf around his neck. "And of course, I'll pay. Only if you stop apologizing. I can't stand that. Professor Jackson does it all the time." He rolled his eyes expressively and turned towards the entrance to the parlour. He'd be getting Andrew one and another for himself. The guy had a sweet tooth that was forever demanding to be sated.

"And don't you dare say sorry for saying sorry. Vale?" Alex shook his head slowly and propped a hand on his skinny hip. Now. To more important things. Did he go for mint chocolate chip again? Or did he venture onto more daring choices? That raspberry cheesecake looked rather tempting... Alex gnawed his bottom lip and furrowed his brow in thought. Ice cream choosing was serious business.
"What you doing here in Diagon? Aren't you still a student?"</sub>

[Andrew Sebastian Maxwell]

Andrew was about to apologize but laugh instead, He was told not to apologize so he didn't. "Very well, Alex is it." he said as smiled angelically at the healer.

Andrew stared at the healer who was choosing what flavor of ice cream he was going to get. In one look, Andrew could already tell that he had a sweet tooth, just like his sister who still denied having a sweet tooth.

"As for your question, I'm with my parents. I was pulled out for the weekend because my mother demanded that we spend time this weekend before my sister leaves for France next week." he told the man and just smiled. He enjoyed smiling. "How about you? What are you doing here?"

[Alexander Jay García Torres]

Alex glanced over at the younger boy on hearing his laugh, it was nice on the ears. He caught a glimpse of his smile and it brought one out on Alex. It was contagious. And he could feel colour rise in his cheeks.
"France? I've been there... nice place." Alex turned his attention back to the colourful array of frozen dairy before he gazed too long at Andrew. "And even nicer wine. Although I'm not too big a fan. Qué helado quieres, Andrew?" He asked before gesturing to the witch that he'd like a scoop of white chocolate with bits of biscuit and a drizzle of caramel. Very sweet. Perfect for Alex. "Which ice cream you want?" He repeated, this time around not in his native tongue.

"As for me? Day off. And it was too nice to stay inside." Alex shrugged. "Everyone else is working and being responsible bores." Cue another shrug. Alex looked over at the snake and gave him a half smile. "Kinda glad I didn't stay in."

[Andrew Sebastian Maxwell]

Andrew's spanish wasn't that good but he knew a few things here and there. Thanks to his father who kept a wide ranged of books on every language known to man and wizard. He smiled at looked at Alex, "De chocolate blanco con trozos de chocolate, por favor." he said simply.

He then nodded. "Day off... That happens when you work for six days right? Then on the seventh day, you can rest." he said thoughtfully. He recalled his father using the term before.

Then Andrew laughed, at Alex's comment about his work and work place. "Yes, it is rather a nice day to waste and just stay inside." he told the man as he waited for his ice cream.

[Alexander Jay García Torres]

Alex found himself pleasantly surprised on hearing Andrew reply to him in his country's tongue. It brought a pleased smile dancing over his pink lips. He liked it when people made the effort of speaking in Spanish.
"Muy bien." Alex grinned, bowing his head down a fraction before turning to the witch and ordering Andrew's choice of ice cream. He handed the younger man his cone before taking his own and pressing some coins into the witch's hand.
"Let's go back outside."

Alex knew that the whole "the seventh day is for resting" was from the bible. A muggle thing. His mother had shown an interest in it ever since coursing Muggle Studies back in Hogwarts. It was only natural that Alex had read it once. As ludicrous as he found it.
"And on the seventh day God ended his work which he had made; and he rested on the seventh day from all his work which he had made. Genesis 2:2." Alex snickered, finding it funny that he was actually quoting the darn thing. "Those muggles. They're into some bizarre things. They'll believe anything to just explain what can't be explained."

With a heavy sigh, Alex sank back into the chair that he had occupied a short while before and reached with his foot to pass one to Andrew.
"How is Hogwarts nowadays? Everything still as dramatic as I remember it?" Alex set about eating his ice cream, avoiding making eye contact. One thing that you did not do was lick something while looking directly at someone. Especially a guy. It was awkward.

[Andrew Sebastian Maxwell]

Andrew accepted the ice cream that the healer gave him and followed him out the store. He sat across the healer and started to slowly lick the ice cream. It was his favorite.

"Muggles tend to create illusions to mask the truth in front of them. The kind of truth that they cannot understand and refuse to understand." Andrew said without looking at the healer. It was true, muggles tend to be stupid when the situation warrants them to be attentive.

"Hogwarts will always contain drama no matter the generation or season..." Andrew began. "It is now a shelter for staffs who date and fight with each other... Students who hide their real selves... A soft and loving girl hiding beneath the Slytherin facade... a student who gets drunk over Butterbeer..." he told the healer.

[Alexander Jay García Torres]

Alex nodded in agreement with Andrew. All those beliefs of theirs was just pure escapism. He found it rather saddening though that they willingly chose to live under those delusions. With a sigh, he brought his finger up to his cone and caught a drop that dribbled down the side, sucking on his fingertip for all but a second before going for the ice cream.

Alex choked on a sudden bout of laughter that hit him rather unexpectedly. Bringing a hand up to the bridge of his nose and pinching it, he shook his head. Butterbeer?
"Well. That's one hell of a lightweight." Alex snickered. "I've only seen house elves get proper drunk on that stuff. You sure they weren't faking it?" He raised a single, slender eyebrow and glanced in Andrew's direction. He wouldn't put it past some student pretending to get inebriated on such a weak, alcoholic drink. Why they'd do that, Alex wasn't sure if he wanted to know.

"If it was actual beer, maybe I'd believe that tale better. Reid, Chase, Brent and I would at least drink that back in our student days." Alex smiled at the memory. Then, of course, he took it too far and just got wasted every weekend and more if he could. He had had his reasons though.

[Andrew Sebastian Maxwell]

Andrew wondered what beer Alex was talking about. "Well, my father and I use to talk over a bottle of Fire Whiskey. We enjoyed exchanging laughs and thoughts about everything." he told the healer and continued licking his ice cream.

He nodded his head, "I'm sure that the guy was surely drunk over a mug of Butterbeer. he even took and drank mine." he laughed. "It was amusing to watch him sober up the whole while." Andrew turned to look at Alex.

"Your all close, aren't you? How I envy such friendship... I wish I had one of my own.. I can count on my one hand the number of friends I have." he said and held up five fingers: Blaze, Tommy, Tyler, Laurinda, and Blake.

[Alexander Jay García Torres]

"You're not pulling my leg, are you? ...butterbeer?" Alex repeated with a small scoff of laughter. Maybe some kids were just not cut out for alcohol, even if the content was extremely minimal in a butterbeer. Beginning to munch on the corners of the wafer cone, Alex supposed that he could go for a butterbeer right now. Maybe it was possibly too early to start drinking actual beer.

"You still have two more than me." Alex smirked. "Reid, Chase, Brent and me met waaay back. I was on the train back when I met Chase, and then when we came back for second year he introduced me to Reid and Brent." He remembered how he'd crushed on Chase back in those years. Silly, young teen had no idea at the moment just how unanswered his feelings would go. Unrequited love. It was a bitch. "Apart from those guys... I guess I don't really have other friends. As sad as it sounds. I just tend to mess things up easily." Like screwing them. Alex added as a cheeky afterthought.

"But things are getting kinda... weird among us. Two are dating and then I'm dating the other. When we meet up I feel like we all just wanna go as soon as we can so we can have time alone with the other one." Alex shrugged, munching away on what was left of his cone. "I passed them the gay, I think." The young man chuckled deeply and popped the last corner into his mouth with a smile as he wiped his lips with a paper napkin.

[Andrew Sebastian Maxwell]

Andrew laughed and laughed as well. "Yes, that's what I thought as when I met Blake. I thought that he was joking about being drunk. But after a while, he was really drunk. To the point that he even stole my own mug." he licked and licked his ice cream.

"Thank you for the ice cream by the way." he said as he continued eating his share. "Well, Blake isn't really a friend. He's more of an acquaintance who had finally understood his own feelings and admit that he actually fancied men. Tyler is a.. friend who I just met. He seems nice and all." Andrew tried to hide his blush.

He would never admit that he actually found Tyler attractive and charming. "And Blaze is from my house who I am really close too because she understands me and I understand her. And Tommy... Well, Tommy is a very perky little boy who makes people smile." Andrew smiled angelically at Alex.

[Alexander Jay García Torres]

"S'alright. Took your mind off stumbling in the street, hasn't it?" Alexander purred with his hispanic accent. He leaned back in his chair and shifted about, letting his knees accidentally knock against Andrew's while he got comfortable. He let he younger boy speak of his friends in the school, smiling as he mindlessly fumbled with a bang that had gotten sticky from the sweet frozen diary.

"Hogwarts are the best years you have." He said with a saddened sigh. His last year had been terrible. It had passed in a haze of drink and frantic studying in his sober moments. "You'll be taking your finals soon, won't you? Got any plans after?"

Alex eventually found himself just watching how Andrew ate his ice cream. He realized with a gentle flush. He quickly busied himself with sorting out the buttons to his little waistcoat but not too quickly so not to draw himself attention.
"Won't your parents be looking for you? You've been here a while now."