Private message to Jason Montague

[alt_seamus]

Look, I -- I'm sorry.

I don't want to make our friendship impossibly awkward. Friendship is fine. If you don't I promise I won't try to kiss you again. (I think it was me who kissed you, last night. I know I told you this morning you kissed me but once I'd had the hangover potion and slept again I was a lot less sure.)

I find you attractive. Not much point in lying about that. But I find a lot of people attractive, and a good portion of the time they're not interested in lads, and I manage. The fact that you fancy some lads doesn't mean you fancy me; I'll manage.

I hope you'll still train with me. Duelling, I mean.

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[alt_jason]

Yeah, I know what you're saying. I can see why you had limited options.

By baited I mean if she starts asking you a lot of questions about what we're up to over at Buckingham or elsewhere in New London. Or if she asks you to come meet her somewhere, that sort of thing.

You'll know it when you see it, yeah?

[alt_seamus]

Oh, yeah, that makes sense. She hasn't -- well, she did ask me about the party, because she saw Blaise Zabini's PM, but I didn't think there was any harm in telling her I'd been to a party.

I think someone's reading over everything she writes and crossing things out because the sentences come out all jumbled.

I was trying to get her to name a meeting place for a while, but so I could tell Auror Lestrange to go instead. I didn't even think of that, this time, though. I think she'd probably just tell me to turn myself in at Hogwarts.

[alt_jason]

Are you thinking about doing that?

Turning yourself in at Hogwarts?

[alt_seamus]

No, I'm not.

You'd know if I were, anyway. Wouldn't you?

[alt_jason]

Possibly.

Say, if you told me.

[alt_seamus]

Well, I'm not.

[alt_jason]

Good.

I don't think you should.