Bands at Hogwarts

Can you pick up all the pieces of this broken generation?

This is Alan Ashby & Austin Carlile. Austin has 3 pics and Alan has technically 2 pics. Which are which??? Oh and btw this is a pastel Kellin and Alan. But Alan starts showing that he (but he identifies as a girl, but Alan is still her name) likes wearing girl clothes from the beginning.

Austin's P.O.V

I was walking back to my dorm when I heard a small whimper in he dark. It sounded like a kitten almost, I crept towards the source of he sound to find a little ginger boy crying up against the wall.

"Hey, hey what's wrong?" I asked softly, afraid any loud noise might scare him. He looked up at me and obviously tried to stop crying but couldn't seem to do so. I crouched down to his level as he tried to scoot closer to wall. Away from me.

"Hey I'm not going to hurt you, I promise." I whispered pleadingly to the seemingly quiet boy, I heard him whimper again.

"What's your name gorgeous?" I asked the ginger quietly, I saw him blush lightly at my little pet name.

"Alan." A faint whisper comes from the small boy's lips, I barely heard it. But I did and it suited him, he fit that name.

"That suits you, why don't you come with me huh? My names Austin." I tell him smiling slightly, he nods hesitantly then attempts to stand up. But fails and slumps back down to the cold tile. That's when I notice them, the bruises that are forming everywhere on the beautiful boys body and face. I was horrified to say the least, how can someone hurt such a stunning thing?

"Alright let me help you. Is that okay?" I asked slowly putting my arm around Alan's small torso. He nodded and I carried him bridal style to the dorm.

"You're a Gryffindor right?" I asked him, not realizing how mean that sounded.

"Does it matter?" Alan quietly sassed back, my eyes go wide in alarm.

"No of course not, not to me anyway. I just didn't want to being another house into the common room and people freak out. I didn't mean for it to come out that way." I quickly said to the obviously offended ginger, he nodded and whispered that he was indeed a Gryffindor then relaxed against my chest. Eventually I heard his breathing even out and I knew he was fast asleep by the time I got to the portrait.

"Why are you so late? And who's that?" The fat lady asked hurriedly, I shushed her.

"I was walking to here when I found Alan curled up in a ball crying with bruises everywhere. I couldn't just leave him here." I told her quietly, she looked horrified.

"Do you know who did this to him?" She asked quietly, as if she afraid of the answer.

"No, sadly, I don't even have a clue who would hurt this precious little angel." I said sadly, sighing and shaking my head. I heard the fat lady awe and squeal slightly.

"Awe you two would make an adorable couple!" She gushed out, I look at her and blush.

"You don't think people in Gryffindor would have a problem with me being gay right?" I asked her timidly, she contemplated a bit before answering.

"I don't think so, the Slytherin's might have a problem. But not really the Gryffindors." She responded carefully, I nodded and said the password. She let us in and I walked to my dorm and saw that he actually was one of my roommates. I tried to set him in his bed as careful as possible but he started whimpering and squirming around.

"Hey, shh, your okay I got you." I coo'ed at him, he clung to me tighter. His eyes started to flutter open, then looked at me and blushed.

" 'M sorry, I'll get off of you now." He said obviously embarrassed, I let out a deep chuckle.