Potters And The Next Generation

The Transformation Error

Disclaimer: THIS IS A PIECE OF FAN-FICTION, DERIVED FROM THE ORIGINAL WORKS OF HARRY POTTER SERIES BY J.K. ROWLING.

Mason

I didn't mean to. I didn't mean to kiss Chris. It just happened! It just happened out of nowhere. That damn whiskey finally got to me and I did it! I kissed him and at the worst possible moment. I couldn't show Jason that it was killing me knowing what he'd seen but it wasn't as if he felt the same. I couldn't bring myself to look at him past the brief second that I did. Chris was rude to him so the moment Jason disappeared, I punched the bastard across the face.

"You can look down on me all you want but if you talk down to him again, I'll kill you." I didn't know why I said that to Chris before leaving him for good.

When I went back, I saw him crying on Lil's shoulder. He was actually weeping and it stung to watch him like this. Did I do this to him? Did I break his heart unknowingly? But wasnt it him who wanted Albus instead of me? I was right there! Despite whatever mess he was in between, I wanted to take care of him, because I didnt care if he was a bloody snake by night, I liked the person he was. In a matter of a month, I'd been hooked on this man.

And now, when he was talking to Albus like they were the closest people, it pissed me off even more. There he was, pretending to be hurt over me choosing Chris' companionship and he's doing the same to me? To hell with feeling bad, I'd thought so.

But my snarky remarks were again met with my own guilt. He'd shut himself off. The cute and sweet guy I'd been in touch with was now a cold one, a completely different person to be precise.

He left me on a note that hurt most but then again, none of us did anything to show either that we didn't like each other's absence. I ended up sitting alone in my compartment. A few of my classmates, tried to join me but I just ignored. Candice came and sat for an hour but I ignored her as well. I loved Candice but in that moment, I just wanted Jason to come for me. I, greedily, wanted him to take the first step.

Unfortunately, he didn't. And on top of that, I never saw him at the station as well.

"Mason?"

"I dont feel like talking, ma." I leaned by the window, staring at the busy streets of Wales, "Question though? Why didn't you have another kid?"

"Why would I want that now? You're enough." I felt her rake her fingers through my hair.

"Maybe I'm not." I sighed, "Maybe I'm just shit at the end of the day."

"Mason!" She gasped. I looked back and she was so... hurt.

"Sorry." Great, another reason of guilt.

"Darling, what happened?" She asked gently.

"You really don't have an issue with my being gay?" I turned and she pushed whatever strands of hair she could behind my left ear.

"Not at all. As a kid, I've already spent time with a couple who were of the same gender and realized that the emotions, the satisfaction or care and warmth, can be given by anyone to anyone. And no one will ever have a right to question that. Boy or girl, your father, or myself, we really don't worry as long as they are good and keep you happy."

"For a parent, you're very understanding ma. That's bad for your health." I shook my head and she gave me a flat look.

"What do you want me to say?" She sighed.

"You piece of little doodles, go to your room?" I suggested.

"Little doodles? What?"

"You didn't like it when I swore." I shrugged and she snorted. Seeing her laugh, made me want to do so as well but what came out, wasn't that. I wasn't a crier. I never really liked doing something so ridiculous but why was I doing it now? Because I felt so damn lonely.