Ten points to you Hogwarts house if you get the band refrense
John's POV
The week is up.
I go to my new school today. I packed everything I brought to Harry's yesterday. This morning I took a quick shower and my other morning necessities.
Me and Sherlock have been going out ever since we kissed at the coffee shop. Yesterday he came over and helped me pack. When he came across my red underwear he picked them up and held them over his has and shouted.
"I SEEMED TO HAVE ACQUIRED THE SEXIEST CLOTHING KNOWN TO MANKIND!!" This made me laugh. When I tried to get them back he just held them out of my reach.
"Sherlock, come on I need to pack," I whined.
"And you can. You don't need these to finish packing the rest, do you?" He sassed me. I crawled over to him, because we were sitting on the floor, and sat on his lap.
"Please?" I asked him, sticking out my bottom lip. He took the opportunity to bite it.
"Fine, but I want to see you in them." He leaned in close to my ear and whispered,"Only them," he smirked at me and kissed my forehead making his way down my nose and to my lips. I sat there on his lap, having a good snogging session, until Harry came in.
"John, are you al-" she looked at us,"John. I think I've gone blind." She told me calmly making her way out of the room and into the livingroom, arms extended, as if to guide her instead of her eyes.
"We should probably finish your packing." Sherlock grabbed a shirt and started folding it. I shifted to get off of him, but he just opened his legs and sat me between them, my back to his chest. We sat like that folding clothes and putting them into my suitcase, until we were done.
Sherlock's POV
"Sherlock, Mummy already told you, you have to go to this school. It's not our fault that you got expelled from the last one," Mycroft told me as we got out of the car, stepping onto Clairemont High property. Clairement High is a boarding school, the campus has 2 dorms, a floor for every grade, one dorm for boys and one dorm for girls. One of the worlds best academic curriculum. The campus had 8 main buildings, other than the dorms: the cafeteria, library, sports, science, maths, language, arts, and the Main Office. History was taught in the language building. The buildings were in an octagon leaving 10' openings between one to the other. The octagon in the center had a large fountain on the middle where kids would sit and talk about God knows what.
I joined the line of other teens, infront of the Main Office.
When I finally got to the front of the line. I was greeted by a small, old woman. Her name tag said 'Ms.Hudson'
"Hello, dear. Name?"
"Holmes, Sherlock." she looked through the files & pulled one out.
"Here, we are. This is your schedule," she pointed to the bottom of the paper where, in fact, a times table was held, "and this is the other information you'll need: room, rules and such." She handed me a light blue botton up, dark blue tie, black dress pants and a black jacket with a raven patch sewn on it, she then pointed to the back door, "off you go dear." Ms.Hudson gave me a warm smile.
John's POV
I got my information and uniform from the Office at Clairemont High. Room:221 at floor B, because I was a sophomore. It didn't say my roommate's name. I started making my way to my new home.
Sherlock's POV
I opened the door to 221B to find that my roommate hadn't arrived yet. The room was about 20'x20' with a small bathroom, including a shower. There were 2 beds, 2 dressers, 1 desk, and 1 closet. The closet looked big enough to fit 2 people's stuff. I picked the bed closest to the door, and started to unpack. I heard the door open so I looked up to get a look at my roommate.
John's POV
I finally found 221. It had a black door with golden numbers on it. I took a deep breath and opened the door. When I saw who it was I quickly closed the door and dropped my bags on the floor. He looked up from the dresser where he was putting his clothes away. When he saw me his deadpan expression turned into the most loving/relieved smile I have ever seen. I ran over to him and jumped on him wrapping my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. He spun us around a couple of times and stopped, both of us were just so happy that we could spend the school year in the same room. He planted a long, living kiss on my lips. I finally and reluctantly got off of him. We sat down on one of the beds, him on my lap this time. We sat there staring at eachother for a while until the PA system made a bing noise.
"Excuse me student and staff, there will be an assembly tomorrow at 10:30 it is manditory. Classes will be starting in 3 days this will give you a chance to explore, unpack, and make friends, that will be all. Thank you."
"So, Roommate, what is your name?" I asked, reaching my hand towards him to shake.
"Sherlock, Sherlock Holmes," he answered with a staight face, then kissed me," nice to meet you."
"Alright, I think its time we unpack, yes?"
"Mmmm, alright." Sherlock got off of me and walked over to his bags.
~3 hours later~
Sherlock and I finished unpacking. Everything was put into its place. Sherlock took most of the desk, but it's fine. Sherlock finally put his last clothes away. He came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist.
"You know, John," he mumbled into my neck.
"Mmmm, what?"
"Did you know that these beds can be moved?"
"What exactly are you suggesting Sherlock?" I asked, raising a eyebrow.
"You know exactly what I'm suggesting." Sherlock whispered in my ear, using a lower, and sexier, octive.
We moved the beds so that they were connected into one.
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