An Idea

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Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

January, 1978.

"... Something on your mind?"

I already know the answer to my question is 'yes.' I've grown too close to Reggie these past few months not to be able to discern that.

It's shown in the little things: pauses, glances.

Even the tenderness of touch.

I've just learned him so well -

The same way he's learned me.

Smiling shyly, Reggie's eyes find mine as his fingertips resume slowly stroking my waist. We've just collapsed into one another, our first encounter since coming back from the holiday. And now, half naked, we sit pressed up against one another in the darkness.

"... Well ..."

He whispers the word softly and pauses, leaving it to hang there.

"Well?" I echo back into the silence between us.

"Finding myself ... a bit ... nervous. A bit hesitant to say -"

I feel my body stiffen against him at this, an uncertainty over his sudden shyness.

I've never seen you like this ...

"Don't worry. Nothing bad - nothing wrong - it's just, I'm just nervous to say -"

His hands squeezing my sides lightly, he tries again, "You see ... Evan and I, we began talking - found ourselves discussing something when we were together over the holiday."

"Oh?"

Ok?

"... Just ... an idea."

"An idea?"

"Yes. An idea. An idea we had."

"And?"

"A question for you; a proposal of sorts."

"... Regarding?"

"Well ... you."

Me?

...

Nodding, Reggie's eyes find mine again, "... You, but perhaps more accurate to say 'us.'"

Us?

"Us. You, Evan, and myself."

My reply comes as a suddenly soft whisper, "... The three of us, then?"

"That's right. The three of us."

"What about the three of us, Reggie?"

"Given that we all have feelings for one another ..."

Oh?

"Yes."

"Evan and I - Evan and I find ourselves wondering - that is to say, hoping, curious -"

Oh!

Oh - oh!!!

"... Yes?"

"Though it goes without saying you're under absolutely no pressure - because if you're uncomfortable, or not open to or not desiring of it, we entirely respect and understand -"

Oh my god -

As I stare at him wide eyed, Reggie leans in, his softest whisper now playing against my lips, "... Would you be interested in ... shared moments between the three of us? Not just you and him, you and I, he and I, but the three of us. Together."

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