Welcome to Hogwarts(Boyxboy)

Chapter 38

"Those two have been gone for awhile," Flint said, glancing over his shoulder out the window of the Three Broomsticks.

"They're probably just going at it again," Hamilton said, smirking as he took a sip of his almost empty Butterbeer.

"Ah, to be young and in love," Campbell said airily, "and horny."

Thad giggled and Flint smiled fondly at him, squeezing his hand where he was holding it on the tabletop.

"Yea, so speaking of," Hamilton said, turning to them with a serious look. "When are you two going to put us all out of our misery and get it over with?"

"Get what over with?" Thad said, frowning faintly and tilting his head to the side.

"Oh, Thad," Campbell said, reaching across the table to pat his arm. "Such an innocent bunny you are."

"But one day, you'll be a rabbit," Hamilton said, smirking. "Like Kurt and Blaine."

"I...I don't understand what you're talking about," Thad said, wrinkling his nose in confusion.

Hamilton and Campbell sniggered, nudging each other.

Flint swallowed nervously, sincerely hoping that Thad wouldn't catch on to what they were suggesting because he knew full well that Thad was not ready to do anything...uncouth yet.

"What are they talking about?" Thad muttered, leaning towards Flint.

"No idea," Flint said a little too quickly. He coughed, not looking at Thad.

Thad looked confused for another moment before shrugging and taking a drink of his Butterbeer.

Flint let out a small sigh of relief, scowling at Hamilton and Campbell, who simply beamed innocently at him.

"So do you think you'll go spend Christmas with Kurt?" Flint said, swirling the remainder of his Butterbeer around in the bottom of his glass before gulping it down, savoring the refreshing chill it send through him.

"Well, I suppose I'll have to ask my parents first," Thad said, wrapping his hand around his glass in a way that made Flint momentarily phase out from the conversation as he watched him twist his fingers absently.

"—with the rest of them," Thad concluded, shrugging.

Flint blinked and shook his head to clear it, nodding though he hadn't heard a word of what Thad had just said. He rubbed the back of his neck nervously, taking a moment to calm himself down.

It didn't take much to set him off these days, now that he knew Thad had, at least once, reacted to their kissing. He was taking so many cold showers lately he'd forgotten what hot water was like.

But he respected Thad and he would wait until he was ready to do more, though he was aching for the smallest advancement. They hadn't even so much and used their tongues yet when they were kissing.

Thad took a drink of his Butterbeer, licking his lips happily and it took all of Flint's willpower not to groan at the site. Everything Thad did somehow managed to be incredibly sweet and sexy at the same time. He was the world's biggest tease and he didn't even realize it.

Thad scooped a little of the foam off the top of his drink and popped it into his mouth, sucking on his finger and grinning.

This time Flint actually did groan, clutching his head in his heads and muttering, "You're killing me, pet."

"What?" Thad said, glancing over at him.

"Nothing," Flint said hastily, ignoring the knowing smirks Campbell and Hamilton were wearing.