Spellbound ~ clemmings (hogwarts au) {semi hiatus}

~ chapter two ~

The weekend has finally arrived, and Luke has never been more happy than he is now. He hasn't mentioned the library fiasco (as he has labelled it in his head) to Ashton, keeping it between him and Michael. Speaking of Michael, the blonde has not acknowledged Luke's existence all week, except the few times when he knocks his arm against Luke's shoulder as he pushes past him. Ashton thinks that suddenly the taller boy has given up with his taunting (although he does ask Luke about it), and Luke has seen the odd looks Calum has been giving his friend. He had his last detention with Snape last night, him and Ashton snuck out of their dorms to wander down to the kitchen, and he finally gets a well deserved sleep in. Or, well, so he thinks.

"Luke can you please shut your friend up?" Luke can distantly hear Alex moaning to him, but the blonde rolls over ignoring him.

"Lukey" someone sing songs his name as they lay next to him on the bed. For a moment Luke is confused but when he hears Ashton start singing the 'wake up' song, he grumbles and wiggles his arse backwards in hopes of pushing the older boy off of his bed.

"Please, don't press your flat arse into my dick" Ashton sasses him and pulls Luke's blankets so that they pool around his ankles, his bare chest raising in goosebumps.

"Shut up!" Alex practically yells at the two boys and a pillow hits Ashton in the face, then bounces to land on Luke's chest. Both boys laugh at Alex's good aim and Luke questions Ashton's sanity when he tells him it's eight - thirty.

"Mate.. I wanted to sleep in" Luke sits up, watching as Ashton grabs him a pair of jeans and a t shirt from his trunk at the end of the bed.

"It's such a nice day though! And the ravenclaws are having their quidditch try outs and Calum Hood's arms are to die for" Ashton gushes over the younger boys arms a lot, it's the only feature of him he likes (as far as Luke's aware) so he shakes his head, rubbing the sleep from his eyes and stands to pull on his jeans.

"When do you have practice, I wanna come watch?" Ashton had made it on to the Gryffindor quidditch team, for the third year in a row, as one of the beaters. Ashton's arms are extremely muscled, he does spend a lot of his summer playing on his step dad's drum set so its expected. Luke pulls his shirt over his head and slips his feet into some shoes, "later this afternoon", Ashton replies and both boys walk down the stairs to the hufflepuff common room to go to the Great Hall for breakfast.

The boys sit at the hufflepuff table in the mostly deserted hall, few people wanting to be up at such an early time on a Saturday. The Ravenclaw table is fairly busy, the hopefuls for the quidditch team eating breakfast.

Luke is sat, facing Ashton and behind him is Calum Hood, surprisingly sat by himself slowly munching on a slice of toast. Luke watches carefully as the Ravenclaw boy shrugs off one of the other boys who tries to talk to him.

Grabbing toast to put his egg on, Luke looks up from his plate just in time to see Michael sit down opposite his friend, his back to the blonde boy, blushing as he remembers Michael tongue on his ear, Luke abruptly looks down, shoveling scrambled egg onto his toast.

"You alright?" Ashton pauses, fork mid way to his mouth, "you didn't even butter your toast" Luke shrugs and Ashton frowns but continues bringing his fork to his mouth.

As the boys finish their breakfast the Ravenclaw group make their way down to the quidditch pitch, Ashton and Luke wandering around the grounds so as not to get noticed entering the stands.

Climbing the stairs of the Ravenclaw stand, the boys stop halfway, making sure they can see the whole pitch but at the same time cannot be seen. Ashton nudges Luke in the side and points as he watches Calum stop his broom in front of the keepers goals. Surprise crosses both boys faces, Calum usually is a chaser not keeper, but Luke supposes he wants to try something different for a change.