Absolution, for Alexander

[Victor Rouge]

It was a few days since the messy incident between Victor, Alexander and Nikolean happened. Thankfully that day had a happy ending too it, knowing now what a mistake it had been to kiss another woman. Old habits die hard he thought to himself. But they will die. Victor knew he loved Alexander too much to ever do such a thing to him ever again.

The nights events flashed in his head as he walked down to the Entrance Hall to meet his lover once again. Today they met in broad daylight, where there were lots of people around. Perhaps it wasn't such a good idea to have so many students around the, but to Victor it didn't matter as long as he was with Alexander.

He leaned against an empty spot on the wall, his hair looking ruffled but in a cool sort of way. It was parted on his left side instead of his right today, but it still hung over his eyes slightly and curled at the ends as always. He wore low rider girls blue jeans, that were tapered on the ends and were quite tight as usual. Around his left leg once again was a scarf, tied over a rip in the jeans. This scarf today was blue, instead of his usual beige one. Finally on his top half he wore a tight black t shirt with a large American band logo on it, showing off his tiny stick-like form.

Victor leaned his head against the wall, watching all the students walk by. As he waited for Alexander to join him to the lake, an inch of him was still hoping to see Helena creeping along in the shadows. But still he saw no sign of her. Truthfully, she was back in his head again and he hated it.

He shoved his hands in his two pockets, and gazed back up at the ceiling hoping to ignore all of the students before him as they walked by. As he waited more, wondering where his lover was, he started to sing softly to himself as he usually did. And of course, he didn't realize he was doing it once again -- one of his many habits. He wasn't even aware that people that came close to him could hear his wonderful singing.

[Alexander Blake]

Alexander set the note down. It was time to forget it, for now. He was late for his date with Victor. It was an odd thing, curiosity. Alexander knew that his curiosity would overtake him, and that he most likely would go to the meeting suggested in Helena's letter. But he shrugged it off for now. He hadn't seen much of Victor in a few days, and he was going to enjoy himself.

His heart raced as he thought of his lover, and that he was finally going to see him again. He was unsure why they hadn't been able to come in contact for the past few days, but at this point, Alexander didn't care. All he knew was that he was going to see him now, and thats all that mattered. Throwing on a skin tight t-shirt over his white undershirt, he slid on a pair of loose jeans over his boxers. After taking a quick look in the mirror and ruffling his hair, he left his lonely dorm room and made his way to the Entrance Hall.

The Slytherin Common Room was deserted as it always was, but Alexander took no notice. The Dungeon corridors were as empty as the common room, but Alexander didn't care. He was on his way to see Victor Rouge, and nothing could ruin his mood. Skipping up the dungeon stairs, he entered the entrance hall, and saw Victor standing their, waiting for him.

It suddenly occurred to Alexander how much the boy resembled Helena Rouge. Alexander knew it wasn't a coincidence, and decided to approach the topic today. He also decided to talk to the Gryffindor about the letter he had received from Helena, without mentioning to the boy who he had got the letter from. He wanted Victor's input, but he didn't want the other boy's opinion to be clouded by his feelings for his relative, if thats who Helena was.

Smiling widely, he approached Victor much how the Gryffindor had approached him a few days ago. Creeping up behind him, he put his arms around Victor's waste, whispering in his ear, "Hello you."

[Victor Rouge]

Victor stood away from the wall now, waiting and still humming songs to himself as he waited. He hadn't even realized that like Helena he was staying in the shadows as he watched the people walk by. There were quite a few of them but he didn't mind. People didn't bother him, pure blood or muggleborn it was all the same.

Suddenly, as he was lost in thought and humming words to a song titled Sleeping With Giants, he felt a pair of cold familiar hands wrap around his waste. As soon as it had happened, he heard a voice in his ear, saying "Hello you."

A large grin appeared on Victors face, as he turned his head behind him and kissed Alexander lightly on the lips. "Hi baby," he said happily, his hands over lapping Alexander's and gripping onto them softly. "I thought we'd go to the lake!"

Victor turned, so that Alexanders hands were now on Victors backside. He smiled, and then released himself from Alexanders hold and grabbed onto his hand. Once attached at the hand, Victor started leading the Slytherin boy down towards the lake.

Through the Grounds it was quite crowded, as lunch had just let out. Students frolicked about the place, reading under tree's or eating their lunch in the hot sun. It was quite hot out at the moment, but Victor hardly noticed as he squeezed Alexanders hand and smiled at him, with a warm glowing smile.

After a few minutes of a quiet walk between the two of them, they arrived at the lake, where there was oddly no one in the vicinity. The sun shone brightly down on the two, as Victor guided them to sit underneath the wonderful shade of a tree.

Alexander sat down first, and Victor came after him, sitting to the right and leaning his head against the Head Boys shoulder. Continuing to hold his hand, he looked up at him. The boy looked troubled, as if there was something on his mind.

"You seem distracted," said Victor, pushing a piece of hair from Alexanders eyes. "Is something wrong?"

[Alexander Blake]

Alexander smiled as Victor kissed him once lightly on the lips. If Alexander knew anything about his lover, he knew that the more passionate making out was soon to come. Victor grabbed hands lovingly, and said, "Hi baby. I thought we'd go to the lake!" Alexander smiled again, all thoughts of Helena disappeared from his mind for the moment. "Sounds great," he said, and let the other boy lead him out of the castle and onto the grounds.

Victor grabbed one of Alexander's hands as he lead him to the lake. The grounds were unnaturally crowded, it being such a nice day and lunch time. But Alexander's mind didn't stay on the over population for long. It soon went back to Helena, and her note. It had invited him to the meeting she had told him about the day before he met Victor.

Supposedly it was for people of intelligence, but Alexander didn't buy it. He wasn't sure what she wanted, but he knew that he wanted to go to the meeting to find out. He decided to run it by Victor later that day to see what he thought. The two boys walked quietly for a few minutes until the lake spread out in front of him. Alexander suddenly thought of swimming, and made sure to add that to the list of things to do while with Victor.

The Gryffindor lead him to the shade of a large oak that wasn't occupied. Speaking of which, none of the surrounding trees were really occupied. It was oddly quiet. All the more private, all the better. Alexander sat down beneath the tree, and Victor followed, leaning his head on Alexander's shoulder. Alexander rearranged himself so that he was leaning on the tree, then taking an arm and putting it around Victor.

But he couldn't help it, his thoughts weren't on Victor, they were still on Helena and her letter. Victor seemed to notice, as he said, "You seem distracted. Is something wrong?" Alexander looked upsidedown into Victor's eyes and smiled. "Well, I sort of am distracted I guess. I'm sorry. But no, nothing is wrong." Alexander paused, looking up from Victor and gazing absentmindedly into the noon sun.

"It's just... I got this weird letter from someone, asking if I wanted to come to this introductory meeting for the club for intelligent people. I met this girl before, when she had asked the same thing. She's a bit nuts, I think, to tell you the truth." Seeing the questioning look in Victor's eyes, Alexander added, "She's the Head Girl. I want to go to this meeting just to see what she's up to, because I'm not really buying this, 'club for the intelligent' thing."

[Victor Rouge]

Victor watched Alexanders distracted eyes carefully. As he said, he was distracted but it was nothing bad. With a sigh of relief, he was very glad to see that his lover was not in any sort of trouble.

"It's just... I got this weird letter from someone, asking if I wanted to come to this introductory meeting for the club for intelligent people. I met this girl before, when she had asked the same thing. She's a bit nuts, I think, to tell you the truth."

This statement peaked Victors interest. The girl sounded quite like his sister. He gave Alexander a questioning look, as he continued to speak:

"She's the Head Girl. I want to go to this meeting just to see what she's up to, because I'm not really buying this, 'club for the intelligent' thing."

Victors mind was put to rest as Alexander informed him that she was the Head Girl of Hogwarts. There was no way in hell that anyone would make Helena Rouge the Head Girl of a muggleborn-filled school, it was just idiotic.

"I think you should go," he told him. "Maybe she's telling you the truth! You are quite smart after all,"

Victor smiled down at Alexander, flicking the hair out of his own eyes and smiled to himself. The girl was definitely a reminder of Helena to him, and as he thought this Alexander shot him back a questioning look as to why he had a small smirk on his face. The smirk oddly looked like Helena's as well.

"This girl just sounds alot like my sister," he told Alexander. "Well, she's my half sister but we have similar features and tendencies at times. She used to be a pleasant intellegant girl in her day, but our Mother literally drove her crazy with the way she abused her all the time. She abused me too, but I learned how to sneak out of the house whenever I pleased."

Victor paused, and looked up at the bright sun.

"I always had to watch out for her, make sure she didn't end up in Azkaban -- which more than once she came close too. But we got separated when our Mother died, and now I have no idea where she is.."

Victor paused again, his lips closed together. He stared down at his hands and began to play with his fingers.

"I don't much want to see her.. She almost controlled my life. But I just want her out of trouble. Without me, she's probably plotting to kill off all of the Muggles and Muggleborns."

With the last statement, Victor smiled and gave a little laugh about his sister. "Her name was Helena."

[Alexander Blake]

Alexander watched as Victor was deep in thought. It was a couple minutes before either of them made a sound. Then Victor spoke, telling Alexander that he should go. Alexander nodded absentmindedly, still staring into the bright sunlight that peaked through the gnarled branches and leaves of the tree they sat beneath.

Looking back at his lover, Alexander longed to kiss him, even upsidedown as they were. But, he restrained himself, knowing that he enjoyed talking to the boy just as much as he did kissing him. Victor smirked, and Alexander through him a questioning look, much like the one Victor had used on him moments before. "This girl just sounds alot like my sister. Well, she's my half sister but we have similar features and tendencies at times. She used to be a pleasant intelligent girl in her day, but our Mother literally drove her crazy with the way she abused her all the time. She abused me too, but I learned how to sneak out of the house whenever I pleased."

Alexander's smile turned into a frown when he heard that Victor had been abused by his mother. Alexander's hold on Victor tightened, as if he would disappear if his grip wasn't secure enough. He scooted his back down the tree trunk a little, so he was more laying against it then sitting, and so he was closer to Victor. The Gryffindor didn't seem to notice Alexander's over protectiveness, as he just kept talking.

"I always had to watch out for her, make sure she didn't end up in Azkaban -- which more than once she came close too. But we got separated when our Mother died, and now I have no idea where she is.." he said, and Alexander grabbed the boys hand with his own free one, attempting to comfort him. He knew that he would never be able to replace this boys sister or mother, but he hoped be the next best thing.

"I don't much want to see her.. She almost controlled my life. But I just want her out of trouble. Without me, she's probably plotting to kill off all of the Muggles and Muggleborns. Her name was Helena." Alexander froze. Helena. He was right. They were related. Not just related, but siblings as well! Alexander swallowed, wondering if he should tell Victor that his sister was in the school this very moment.

In the end, he decided against it. He thought that the reliving of his sister would just cause Victor pain, and he didn't want that. He also couldn't help but feel a stab of jealousy toward the Head Girl, as Victor seemed to be so incredibly attached to her. Alexander felt that Victor needed to move on. As long as the two siblings never saw each other, the Head Boy felt that it would be alright.

Alexander squeezed Victor's hand, attempting to comfort him. "I'm sure she's okay. To be honest, I think its best if you forget about her. She can always be in her memories, but there's nothing you can do for her now." Squeezing the boy's shoulders with the arm that was wrapped around them, Alexander bent his head down and laid a soft kiss on Victor's cheek.

[Victor Rouge]

Victor stopped his jabbering on and glanced at Alexander, who had been giving him a concerned look since he had mentioned the abuse of his Mother. Frankly, it wasn't that bad. Not nearly as bad as what had happened to Helena, but his Mother seemed to hate Victor for being pro-muggle, bad at magic and more interested in American Music and sex then anything else at the time.

Recalling back into his memory, images flashed of his Mother tearing him away from the window he was attempting to sneak through, throwing him against the back wall and tossing a cruciatus curse his way. It was very painful, but the memory now was just laughable as she was so very tragically dead. That was one thing he liked about Helena, she had ended one bit of his misery.

Feeling the squeeze of Alexanders hand in Victors, he squeezed back with a small smile on his face. "I'm sure she's okay. To be honest, I think its best if you forget about her. She can always be in her memories, but there's nothing you can do for her now."

He smiled wider, especially when he felt Alexanders arm tighten round his body and place a kiss on his cheek.

"Your right there isn't." he said seriously, with more of a frown.

Victor paused again, and looked down at Alexander.

"Besides, who needs a sister when I've got you?" he said, a grin spreading on his face as he climbed over Alexander, straddling himself across his waist. Victor gave the Slytherin a devilish smirk, before leaning forwards, bringing Alexanders head up slightly to kiss him full on the lips.

One thing they loved to do -- and they were damn good at it -- was kissing each other. Not being able to control his lingering hands, he let them slide down the boys front and hook onto the top of his jeans, their fingers tucked in them. Victor smiled against Alexanders lips, as his fingers touched the other boys boxers.

[Alexander Blake]

Alexander felt Victor's face crinkle into a smile as his soft lips touched the other boys cheek. Alexander smiled in return, glad that his attempts at comforting Victor had worked for the most part. But he saw Victor's smile turn into a frown as he thought again about his sister. "You're right there isn't," Victor said sadly. Alexander grew sad again as well, racking his brain for something to do to get Victor to forget about his 'long lost' sister and become happy again.

Before Alexander could come up with anything, it seemed like Victor beat him to the punch. "Besides, who needs a sister when I've got you?" Alexander chuckled, his grin growing wide across his face, only growing wider as he saw Victor get up from his shoulder and turn to face him. His smile didn't waver as the Gryffindor climbed on top of him, a seductive smile on his face.

Alexander knew that whatever Victor planned to do, the Slytherin wouldn't have been able to stop him even if he wanted to. He was completely under the other boy's control. Victor's legs straddled Alexander's waist, as he slowly leaned in to kiss the boy, teasing him. Alexander's hands began to shake slightly. He felt that if he didn't feel Victor's mouth in his soon, he would explode.

But then it came, as sweet as ever. As Victor kissed him, Alexander was happy. At first, the kiss was light, but the Head Boy didn't mind. Anything was good, at this point. As the two boys kissed, Alexander felt Victor's hands trickle down his chest. As Alexander was so used to this, he didn't shudder this time, but instead just immensely enjoyed the feeling of Victor's hands on him.

As Victor's hands kept going down, Alexander put more passion into the long kiss he was giving Victor, feeling a sudden energy bubble inside of him. When Victor's hands finally stopped, they were hooked in his jeans, feeling the edges of his boxers. This time, Alexander shuddered again, loving the feelings that were coursing through him, the feelings Victor gave him as the boy rested on top of him.

Alexander took his own hands and and put them on Victor's face. They soon traveled down his neck and onto his back, hesitantly following his spine downwards.