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Post by Rhys Kelly on Jan 13, 2022 18:21:42 GMT 7
He was tired, that's how we put it lightly. He was knackered. It was four in the morning, he just finished his shift and chose to end up in Leaky. A soup and some bread, his initial idea was to take a room upstairs before another shift. He lodge here for a couple of nights if he couldn’t or not even bother to apparate to his place in Hampstead where he lodge while he lived in London.
It seemed the muggle world and the wizarding world had this tendency to use their resources to the very last drip. He always read about how NHS doctors and nurses struggle with the long working hours, which was funny since it has been the same with mediwizard and healers. Or maybe, just maybe, this kind of profession was the one that was exploited much.
To be fair, the paycheck was higher than most jobs. He couldn’t complain about that.
The soup, soup soup started to get cold and his drink started to get warmer. Rhys rested his head on the table and slowly his eyes felt heavy so he closed it. He even has no energy to take himself upstairs, into the inn he rented.
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Post by Ephraim Pickering on Jan 13, 2022 18:41:30 GMT 7
The sun was already up when he made his way to the Leaky Cauldron from Gringgots, but Diagon Alley was still a sleepy street with hardly anyone traversing it considering how early it was. He'd been up all night in a case, the first all-nighter he ever pulled. Although his senior was right by him, she decided that that night was a good night to put him to the test and do most of the work and come morning, when the curse finally broke, she clapped him on the back with a "Well done," and sent him home, and told him not to worry coming in today.
But thinking about home meant thinking about a small bedsit with hardly any food in it save a stale loaf of bread and some cheese he would be lucky not to find covered in mold, so he went to the Leaky Cauldron instead and asked for some Leaky House Soup and some extra bread rolls if they have any. He was deciding where to sit when he spotted some familiar tufts of hair from a man that seemed like he passed out right on the table, so he sat there.
"Hey, wake up," he poked and prodded the man. "This is no place to sleep."
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Post by Rhys Kelly on Jan 13, 2022 20:23:05 GMT 7
There was nothingness. Dark and silent, Rhys was in deep thought where he could feel his body swayed, the voice seeped to his consciousness.
“Huh?” His eyes half opened and his mouth too. Wipe as soon as he realised he was still in the public space. Reach the napkin to wipe the drool on his face and the victimised table. He looked at the man who sat in front of him.
E. Pickering.
“You.” again. “How’s your face?” Rhys reached the drink that already turned flat and warm, nothing to desire about. Groaned not long after that, still occupied by sleepiness, his palm wiped his eyes, pulling its muscle in order to make him awake. “What time is it?”
Because his watch didn’t show any time, it shows where the members of his family were. His brothers and sisters were in the bed, father and mother in the field. There was no specified time when the Druid should go to the field — he knew it wasn’t for praying, because his mother ever mentioned never praying to the gods that answer after dark and he held onto that.
Sun’s out, offerings out.
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Post by Ephraim Pickering on Jan 13, 2022 20:45:28 GMT 7
Just how long had Kelly been sleeping here? It shouldn't be that long since his soup was still somewhat lukewarm, but the man already drooled so it must've been quite some time. He watched the man wiping the drool on both his face and the table as he sat down and enjoyed his own bowl of warm soup.
"Yes, me, and my face is okay," he answered. If he look at himself closely in daylight in front of a mirror he could almost see some marks from the boils that plagued him a couple weeks ago, but in the dim and darkness of Leaky Cauldron it might not show up at all. He got his wand out and muttered a warming charm over Kelly's bowl—a lifesaver, as he often had to resort to eating leftovers. "I think it's five something?"
He wasn't that sure as he didn't wear any kinds of watch.
"What were you doing, sleeping here? I thought sleeping on desks is bad for your back?" At least that's what his mum taught him, as he wasn't even allowed to slouch back home.
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Post by Rhys Kelly on Jan 14, 2022 1:07:29 GMT 7
Withs hazy eyes, he took a good look at Pickering's face. The dim light didn’t even help him to see the detail but at least he didn’t see any sign of infections. Rhys sighed in relief, as he looked at his bowl, Pickering already spelled a warming charm to his food. The light steam blew from his soup.
“Cheers.” But he has no appetite to eat anymore, his hand just played around with the spoon, creating ripples while whole chunks of veggies danced underneath it. He groans for the second time.
Why did time run so fast?
He even needed to go back to St Mungo late in the afternoon and yet the morning already came. He laid his head to the table, again. This time, he played with his food, rose it with a spoon and let it fall like a waterfall. “I wasn't even aware of that.” He protested. Those light blue irises looked at the man who was so calm eating his soup with a piece of bread there. Calm hadn’t been a correct word to describe Pickering, silence, or mysterious, or quiet — but never calm, except this time.
“Your work starts early, eh?”
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Post by Ephraim Pickering on Jan 14, 2022 1:27:51 GMT 7
"Don't play with your food," he chided Kelly lightly, just like how his mum would, even though he didn't really have the right to. Both of them are already adults in the eye of the wizarding world, each with a job like proper adults have even if they're still in training in their respective careers.
Bread and soup was really the perfect combination, both for the stomach and for the soul. With every spoonful of soggy bread (they ended up giving him the crusty ends of long loaves, which were really the best to dip into soups), he could feel his energy reserve being refilled—at least it would be enough to go home and pass away on the rickety bed.
"I just got home," he groaned. "Well I was supposed to go home but I was really hungry," he added, slurping the soup with his spoon and sighed in contentment. "And today I didn't forget my amulet," he pulled the thin metal chain around his neck without really showing the said amulet to Kelly. "What about you? Getting breakfast before work?"
Although from the man's state he could tell that they were in the same situation.
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Post by Rhys Kelly on Jan 14, 2022 2:39:41 GMT 7
Pickering acted like a mother to a child, someone’s mother not his. Unlike other children in their normal house. Rhys wasn't bound to manners, not in the house. He could slouch, if he didn’t like the food he could just play it around, if he sat on the couch he could put his feet on the console table. His parents won’t scold, yell, or even politely ask him to behave. But was aware his parents were unlikely. None of normal parents brought their kids to the river to pray or to the forest to bargain with the gods and goddesses.
Looked at Pickering slurping his soup made him smile, as it was a cue to throw revenge. “Don’t slurp the soup.” He might never have had proper manners education from his parents but peers in Hogwarts did. “Good, you shouldn't come back to that wing. I saw someone half paralysed today, not from your department tho but his left side died. I don’t know how it would take to reactivate half dead brain.”
Rhys straightens his back and tries to eat his soup. He didn’t like it, so ended up munching on the bread and washed it with a flat beer. “Should go back to St. Mungo this afternoon anyway. You can say that.”
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Post by Ephraim Pickering on Jan 14, 2022 2:53:02 GMT 7
He had to suppress a laugh when Kelly took his revenge. As retaliation, he slurped his soup even more audibly than before, and ended it with a satisfied sigh of a man who was enjoying his food very much. Maybe even a little too much.
"His entire left side?" He frowned. Could people even be in that condition? "What happened to him? Curse? Or some kind of botched murder or something?" Kelly mentioned his work, so maybe it was a work injury. He wouldn't be that surprised if it was the case since the wizarding world is... really peculiar, and from what he knew about both worlds, the muggle world seem to take injuries more seriously and had more safety precautions in place.
His own parents would be horrified if they knew what he was doing, so he just told them he worked as some kind of back-office worker in a bank.
"An all nighter, I see," he said simply. "You're way nicer here, you know? Shouldn't you be nicer to your own patients?" His question was punctuated by a yawn. Though he wasn't that sure about apparating home when you're sleepy. He would take that bet today, though. "I'm not really looking forward to apparating back home."
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Post by Rhys Kelly on Jan 14, 2022 23:32:53 GMT 7
He scoffed when Pickering even slurped louder like the Japanese when they ate noodles. The topic moved to the half dead human that still for him, he couldn’t even predict what was the cause. Poisoned? Unlikely, Venom? The man probably already brain dead if that would be that cause, Cursed? Maybe — still huge, maybe there. Rhys just shrugged with his head shaking.
“The senior mediwizard still looks at it, maybe cursed, just hoping it isn’t disease or we would doom.”
Disease with no cure sounds catastrophic, although technically a seasonal flu was disease with no cure. His forehead frowned when Pickering said he was nicer here. He didn’t feel different between work Rhys or Personal Rhys, but he can be a little bit firm sometimes. Especially for someone reckless, but all that came from good intention.
“How could I be nice to someone who got into an accident that could be easily prevented by bringing their amulet around?” There was a cheeky smile slipped before he munched on bread. “I’m going upstairs soon, I guess I got the room with a twin bed, they said it was the last one if you don’t mind sharing a room, you are welcome.”
What?
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Post by Ephraim Pickering on Jan 15, 2022 0:02:18 GMT 7
He just nodded at Kelly's explanation. A disease that suddenly make half of your body basically dead sounds unpleasant. Couldn't it at least have the decency to just kill completely, without some kind of half dead business like this?
"Hey, it was unintentional!" He protested, chucking his last piece of bread Kelly's way. Kelly mentioned he got a room there—which he didn't really understand. Apparating or Flooing home is not that hard, why would he waste money on something so frivolous? If it was him he'd use the money to fill his larder instead.
"You got a room? You must be rich," he commented, but he lifted his bowl and drained the last of his soup down his throat. "But I won't say no if you have a spare bed up there."
He grabbed his messenger bag, which contained all of his necessities plus a few extra, and wore it on his shoulder, ready to go anytime Kelly decided it was time to go. He wouldn't comment on the bowl of soup in front of Kelly, which was basically still full. They already established that Kelly was rich enough to rent a room here, a bowl of soup is basically nothing.
"Lead the way, then."
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Post by Rhys Kelly on Jan 15, 2022 7:09:45 GMT 7
“Depends how you define rich.” He was just selective on spending money, but he didn’t mind spending more for his comfort. He refused to go back to the messy room in Hampstead and yet had too little energy for aparate to Dean Village, Edinburgh and the train was even more tiring, a six hour trip, none had time for that.
To be fair, he was the kind of person who was ok with mostly anything. He was not fussy or picky, but remembering the last encounter with Pickering, he thought the man would decline it right away. They even still address themselves with a last name basis as they have never spent seven years together under the same roof.
Pickering already reached his bag when he still sat with a spoon in his hand. Rhys won’t touch his soup anymore and it seems Pickering was aware of that. “Oh hell, I’m too knackered anyway.” With his lazy walk, he led the path, took the unmoved stairs, shifted to the left as the house elf walked past him grumpily mumbling about students and their muggle parents.
Ah, it explained why the place was full.
With the key he tapped on the door and opened the decent size room, which looked more Edwardian with pattern wallpaper and half the height of the wood panel on the wall. Rhys didn’t really care about the wall, his mouth opened when the bed in the room he rented was double bed instead of the twin bed that they mentioned before.
“This is awkward.” He turned to Pickering. “Sharing room offers seem to divert to sharing a bed …”
What if Pickering the anomaly hunter (although he still thought this only happened in muggle world)? What if Pickering ends up punching him in the face? People who refuse to understand usually choose violence. Or maybe, this will be the material for Pickering to tease him when they meet again in St. Mungo.
Ah, fuck.
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Post by Ephraim Pickering on Jan 15, 2022 14:30:10 GMT 7
"Jesus!" Just as they start moving away from their seat, a loud CRASH was heard, startling him. Another visitor just sent his glass flying to the floor and broke it. In any muggle establishment a staff member would be by to clean it, but here they just waved their wand a a simple Reparo was all it takes to remedy the situation. He shook his head and followed Kelly up to the inn part of this pub, passing a disgruntled house elf on the way.
Right. It's summer, which meant that Diagon Alley would soon be filled by wide-eyed kids, and some would just be like him just seven years prior: having no idea what their new life would entail. He just hoped that none of them got into Slytherin.
Kelly opened the door to a room. Instead of twin beds like he thought, there was... a single double bed. He internally groaned. He was looking forward to just lie down on the bed and pass out for a few hours. But instead he had to face this situation. Of course he could Apparate back home but in this state of exhaustion he could splinch himself and arrive without his eyebrows and that would be considered lucky. What if he lost an arm or another body part? No, not risking it. They would just have to deal with it, sleeping in the same bed, two feet apart because they were not gay.
At least Kelly weren't, to his knowledge.
"It's big enough for two. I'm not going back to my place," he decided, and placed his bag on one side of the bed. "I'm taking this side if you don't mind."
What a tiring day. He was more than ready to go to sleep.
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Post by Rhys Kelly on Jan 15, 2022 18:33:58 GMT 7
He didn’t even manage to curse but surely he was shocked. The sound of glass shattered exactly fitting to his situation. In his mind, there would be two twin beds, Rhys to one of them and Pickering took another. They would have a great sleep until it was the time for him to go back again to St Mungo for his shift with body well rested — and yet, the reality spoke differently.
Pickering said it was big enough for two. Of course it’s big enough, it is for two; like a couple or married people or — Rhys didn’t even say it outloud. The man already took aside and Rhys just sighed while he closed the door, locking it right away. Hopeful that none he knew saw him enter a room with another man.
“Suit yourself then.” It wasn’t like he never shared a bed with someone else. In fact he mostly shared his bed at home with his sibling until he was big enough to have his own. This one particular moment won’t be an exception, but Pickering always be the exception, the man was stranger and still is.
He put his belongings to the other side of the bed and started unbuttoning his shirt. Never wear dirty clothes when you are sleeping, that’s the advice or more like a rule which became his habit.
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Post by Ephraim Pickering on Jan 15, 2022 18:50:54 GMT 7
What a day. First his long shift, then this—he should've gone straight home or crash somewhere. Well, he was crashing in someone's room, that was technically true. Someone that is practically a stranger even though they spent seven years under the same roof, Hogwarts' roof, and shared a few classes together.
If this was a single bed, he would just lay down pillowed by his bag and that would be it, but there was a perfectly good space on the bed he wouldn't refuse. Problem is, his trousers were too dirty for the bed—if he was home he would undress, but he was rooming with someone else. He could always sleep on top of the comforter, maybe?
He turned around to ask Kelly about it but—
"Jesus Christ!" He hurriedly averted his eyes. Apparently Kelly decided to start undressing in the time he was deliberating to ask. "Tell a guy before you start to undress, would you?"
But that answered the question on what he should do, so now he didn't have to ask. He got out of his jacket and trousers, leaving him in his undershirts and boxers.
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Post by Rhys Kelly on Jan 15, 2022 19:06:44 GMT 7
Twice, that was the second time the man praised the lord’s name — abrahamic lord’s name not his. Just like Pickering, he was also shocked but for a different reason. Why on earth should this man be surprised?
“Why? Did you warn your roommates in Slytherin’s house just to undress?” Because it would be such a hassle every single time they needed to announce that someone was taking their shirt off for bed. Wear pyjamas on cold days, but summer like this? He didn't even bother.
“I’m going to take off my trousers, don’t look!” Like that? Rhys wasn't aware earlier but if the man had a talent to make any situation even more awkward than it should, Pickering did it perfectly. With only his boxer, Rhys slithered into the bed, under the blanket, and looked at the ceiling of the room.
There were some sounds which he couldn’t pinpoint the source, at least until it gradually grumbled louder from his side. “Fuck!” Three black rats passed, mingled at the corner of the room. He took his wand from the trousers and froze all three of them. “If you think this place is a fancy one, maybe you think again. Leaky is ain’t Savoy after all.” He gave Pickering a look to see the direction of three rats frozen at their place. Rats! Not even cute mice.
“Those muggles surely overpaid to stay here.” Rhys turned a tad grumpy when he put his wand back to the sling on his trousers. Deep sighs when there was a heaviness right beside him.
“By the way, Can I ask you something? First, this is not awkward at all, right?”
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Post by Ephraim Pickering on Jan 15, 2022 19:20:28 GMT 7
"But that's different," he frowned. Living with the same people in the same room for years and years made them at least accustomed to each other. Still, for the most part he tried not to look, for one reason and another. But Kelly was a stranger still. He expected at least some decorum here so he knew when to not look. If they were swimming it would be different, of course—different places, different social expectations.
When Kelly announced he was about to take off his trousers, he already did the same thing and quickly got in the bed before Kelly did the same thing. He could hear faint squeaks and rustles from somewhere, but Kelly apparently took care of it quick enough he didn't have to lift a finger. "Huh," he commented when Kelly gave him a sign to look at the rats. "Maybe you can sell them to Eeylops, they would love to have some rats for the owls." He only lifted his eyebrows when Kelly wanted to ask something to him. "Yeah, it's not awkward at all," he replied, in a sarcastic tone. "Two strangers sharing a bed in a shady inn? Totally not awkward."
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Post by Rhys Kelly on Jan 15, 2022 19:34:49 GMT 7
“You can sell them, no bloody way I take those in my stuff.”
Three rats trading with an owl, seems like a bargain. However, he didn’t need an owl or willingly to touch the rats. It could be somebody else’ problem tomorrow, not his.
Pickering said their situation wasn’t awkward at all he just nodded. Well, if it wasn’t awkward enough for Pickering, it wasn’t awkward enough for him. But, when the man stated their situation, that made Rhys laugh. Two strangers sharing a bed in a shady inn? Totally not awkward — how absurd as it sounds, it happened.
“Shut it, Pickering!” He said, in the middle of laughter and awareness of something heavy just arrived on their bed. A kneazle slipped in between them and laid its head to Pickering and its tail to him. “Very polite…” Rhys looked at the window on Pickering’s, where he saw a small gap opened. “You think this is someone’s pet?” because he could see any collar tag there.
A distraction from a kneazle didn’t make him forget his second question. Especially looking at them like this, sharing a bed with a pet in the middle. It looks like an old couple indeed but —
“Hmmm, did you remember what you said in St. Mungo? About upsetting a girl or a guy — why did you say that? Do you hunt fruity people for a living and, I don’t know, send them to a conversion camp?”
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Post by Ephraim Pickering on Jan 15, 2022 19:49:08 GMT 7
Kelly burst out laughing and he followed not long after. Of course their situation was awkward, but his pointing out of the situation seemingly made the situation lighter. Just as their laughter died down, his vision was obscured by something.
"Wha—" He was initially surprised, but a second later it was clear that a Kneazle had climbed onto the bed from God knows where and situated itself right in the middle of the bed. He chuckled, his hand reaching to the cat-like creature and scratches the top of its head. "There, kitty kitty."
He looked to the same direction Kelly was staring at, and sure enough the window was open a bit. A welcome feature in the middle of summer so he wouldn't complain. "Maybe not, there's no collar. But if it was someone's it might come home later. Not our business."
Since when he included Kelly?
"Fruity..." He initially was a bit confused but a second later he got it, and couldn't help but laugh at that. Fruity. What a code. "Fairies? Nah, I'm not interested in doing that. I mean, as long as they don't hurt anyone. Well I actually—" As he said that, his heartbeat got kicked up a notch. What is it with Kelly and making him run his mouth? Thankfully he caught himself before he could say anything he regretted.
"I just thought... well you heard some rumours at school too, right. I thought I shouldn't presume."
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Post by Rhys Kelly on Jan 15, 2022 20:34:23 GMT 7
It wasn’t business indeed. So, while the kneazle there, they made it like it was theirs. He ruffled the long coat and played the tail with his fingers, before he rose a bit from the bed, letting his mass hold with both his elbows. He chuckled when the man laughed off his chosen word, there were many in his dictionary — fruity was one of them, ‘fairies’ if he talked in the wizarding world, ‘Oscar wilde sort’ if he talked with muggles. As a Scottish person, sometimes he just uses random objects like ‘tea cake’ or ‘Tunnock’s’ to refer to a certain word.
There was a relief when Pickering said he wasn't interested in hunting fruity people. Rhys didn’t really care about people's reference, but the idea of the hunt, arresting them, and dragging them to the camp seemed like going back to world war two. Instead the Jew, it would be the gays. He might say there was a resemblance of people from Slytherin and the Nazy, but again, Pickering was the exception.
Rhys' forehead frowned, there was an unfinished sentence there. He listened carefully. Rumours? At school? What rumours? What’s the context? “I don’t understand what you are saying? What rumours? I mean there were lots of rumours at school — even though I don’t want to know it, but for some, you can’t help it. But which?”
Which rumour was Pickering talking about?
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Post by Ephraim Pickering on Jan 15, 2022 20:44:30 GMT 7
Even though the school allowed pets, in his seven years there he never kept any pets. If he needed an owl he usually went to the Owlery and borrowed one of the school's, and though he was friendly with cats he thought having a cat there were a bit frivolous. When he was home there was a neighbourhood cat he frequently fed and pet, however, so having the Kneazle there was a welcome addition. At least it made the situation with Kelly less awkward.
"You didn't hear it?" He thought Hufflepuffs were worse when it came to gossips, but maybe it was actually Slytherins who were worse. "Last year, or two years ago, there was that Gryffindor girl who kissed another girl in a closet somewhere."
They didn't hide themselves good enough so no one knew, but at least no one knew who they actually were, just the lining of the robes told whoever saw them which House did they belong to. As for him, he didn't really care, he just heard it and filed it in his head as just another rumour.
"Anyway I don't really care either way about that. Why do you ask though?"
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