Just another distraction

Hayden chose to work on his homework in the great hall instead of the library, as he had grown tired of the musty smell of books. The presence of Patrick always made the library more enjoyable. Thoughts of Patch brought a small smile to Hayden's lips, reminiscing about their recent time together. Even in Patrick's absence, he managed to distract Hayden from his tasks. Luckily, he was just about caught up from what he had missed out on at the beginning of the year. Just had to finish three more papers on top of the new ones that had been assigned this week.

As Brynnley sat down beside him, her radiant smile beamed, and she subtly moved closer without making physical contact. "Hey, Hayden," she greeted, her dark curls cascading down her back. "What have you been up to, handsome?" Brynnley attempted to charm Hayden into helping her with a paper she was supposed to write but didn't want to.

"Hello, Brynnley," he responded politely, briefly looking up from his work. "Just working on a lot of homework." Hayden brushed her off, not showing much interest in her sudden appearance.

"I actually came over here to talk to you about that," she said, her voice soft as she gently placed her hand on the table next to his. "I completely forgot what we were supposed to write about for the Potions paper this week."

"It's the Draught of Living Death," he replied, glancing at her hand and subtly moving away.

"Yes, the sleeping potion," she confirmed, a hint of uncertainty in her voice.

Patch knew with helping Hayden some that his pile of work was slowly dematerializing to which he had a small amount left to do other then papers and this week potions esaay. He was happy and proud of Hayden, not many can pull off what he did in a short amount of time what he did amazed him greatly. Another thing he adored about Hayden was his determination and his hard working self, now he could take it easy now. No more having to worry or rush about finishing essays or potions assignments, just him and Hayden enjoying each others presence.


Knowing that Hayden struggled a bit with Potions, Patch decided they could work on their potions essay and get that knocoked out and out of the way. After much searching for his lover and asking fellow Hufflepuffs if they seen him, he bit his lip thinking of one last place to go; the great hall. Walking happily into the Great Hall his snile turned into a sad lour. Seeing Brynnley's hand on top of Hayden's he felt a surge of jealousy and possessiveness he never thought he'll ever feel in his life.


Although Hayden wasn't officially his, he was allowed to do whatever he pleases but the thought of it made his heart wrenched in pain. After everything they been through together he would've thought maybe it'll show Hayden how much he loved and adored himm. His head held high he walked towards them his hazel eyes that held so much sparkle and happiness in them, flaring with anger. "H..Hays? W..What's going on here?" Looking between Hayden and Brynnley it was clear he was furious.

Hayden's spirits lifted as he heard Patrick's voice, but a single glance at his face revealed a deep disturbance. Patrick appeared unlike his usual self, lacking the usual spark in his eyes. The smile on his face quickly faded, replaced by an overwhelming mix of sorrow and concern. "Hey, Pat," Hayden said softly, sensing that something was terribly amiss. "I was doing homework and needed a change of scenery from the library."

Recalling the day they shared their first kiss by the lake, Hayden remembered Patrick opening up about a painful incident from the summer. Hayden had promised to never cause him such pain. However, the expression in Patrick's eyes spoke volumes, conveying the hurt he was experiencing. "Brynnley came over, asking for help with the Potions homework this week. Maybe you could assist her instead?" Hayden suggested, subtly shifting away from Brynnley, allowing Patrick to join them if he felt comfortable.

Brynn felt a tinge of annoyance as another voice interrupted her conversation. However, her disappointment quickly faded upon seeing Patrick, yet another handsome boy. Yet, Patrick's apparent unhappiness at seeing them together didn't escape her notice. "Well, hello there, Patrick," she retorted impolitely, irritated by his exclusive address to Hayden.

However, a mischievous smirk appeared on Brynn's face at Hayden's suggestion. The idea of having two attractive boys vying for her attention seemed rather appealing. "So, are you skilled in Potions?" she inquired, adjusting her flirty smile, ready to engage in some lighthearted banter.

Looking between Brynnley and Hayden his anger still didn't  dissipate but only grew into a blazing flame of anger and anguish.   How dare he pretend that nothing happened when he saw them holding hands! He bloody saw Brynnley's hand on top of hers.  He was shaking with anger that was beyond to explode at any second. He was trying to calm down, but his eyes were burning with anger and hurt.


Looking at Hayden he shook his head.  "We were supposed  to work on Potions together remember Hayden?"  He asked his hazel eyes glaring into his beautiful blue ones.  "Or did you forget and decided to have a study session with Brynnley here and get all cuddly like we usually do?"  Looking at Brynnley shooting daggers at her he gave her a sickly sweet smile.  "I made an outstanding on my O.WL.s so I would like to say I am, I wasn't almost a Ravenclaw for nothing. "  With a annoyed tone he looked at her.  "Although my services are already taken, I'm helping Hayden here with his, but I'm sure there's someone else who would galdly help you."  She wasn't going to bribe him into nothing, it wasn't happening.

As Hayden met Patrick's gaze, he couldn't help but feel the sting of hurt reflected in his eyes. "Pat," he began, his voice wavering with a mix of regret and sincerity, "I had actually been working on the muggle studies paper, one of the ones from the backlogs." He lowered his gaze, his fingers tracing the words on his paper. Muggle communication devices. Hayden had managed to complete three of them before Brynnley had approached him. "I was waiting for potions, for you," he confessed quietly, hoping his explanation would ease the pain he had inadvertently caused. He never wanted to hurt Patrick, who had seen enough rejection, enough pain.

Brynn's curiosity piqued as she observed the interaction between Patrick and Hayden. A mischievous smile played on her lips as she interjected, "Wait, are you two...?" She couldn't help but wonder if there was something more than friendship between them. However, her imagination took an unexpected turn, conjuring an image of the two boys kissing, causing her to recoil in distaste. Disappointed by this unexpected revelation, she sighed inwardly. "I suppose I'll leave you two to whatever this is," she remarked, rolling her eyes before sauntering away, the initial excitement dampened by her assumptions.

Looking at him a look of anguish in his eyes, Patch looked at Hayden shaking his head. He knew all about his past with situations like this; he knew about his past but yet was seeing this. Listening to Hayden explain, he seen that he was backing away from her and didn't give her the time of day his attention was on him. It made his heart swell to know he was the only one Hayden has eyes for; him Patrick Underwood.

Sitting down beside Hayden he intertwined his hand in Hayden's before smiling happily at him. "Are we what Brynnley? You mean together an item?" Before replying once again he pulled Hayden close to him kissing him. "Yes we are a thing, and I would appreciate it if you left me and my boyfriend alone to do our homework together as planned. " Looking at Hayden he brushed his hair out of his eyes. "I...I didn't mean to get mad, just saw her hand on top of yours and I lost it." Blushing hard at how stupid that had to sound.

Relief washed over Hayden, like a gentle wave enveloping his entire being, as Patrick settled down beside him. The touch of their intertwined fingers sent a current of warmth and familiarity coursing through his veins. But it was when Patrick's lips met his own that a different kind of kiss unfolded—a passionate and possessive display of desire. Hayden's heart raced, his senses heightened, and in that moment, he couldn't help but find it incredibly alluring, even intoxicating.

Despite the conflicting emotions swirling within him, Hayden couldn't contain the radiant smile that adorned his face as he watched Patrick engaging with Brynnley. Every interaction, every word exchanged, only deepened Hayden's affection for Patrick. It was as if the world around them faded into the background, leaving only the two of them connected in an indescribable bond.

As Hayden's fingers tightened around Patrick's hand, a surge of overwhelming happiness swept through him. He couldn't help but voice the significance of Patrick's words, relishing the weight they carried. "You called me your boyfriend," he murmured, the words resonating deeply within his soul. Amidst the muffled sounds that seemed distant and hazy, that simple statement stood out like a beacon of clarity. "Is that what we are?"

Hayden's love for Patrick transcended mere words. It was a profound and intense emotion that flowed through every fiber of his being. It was a love that celebrated their shared moments, their unique connection, and the undeniable chemistry between them. In Hayden's heart, Patrick held a special place, cherished and adored beyond measure.

As Brynnley left Patch let out a sigh in relief, 'Good riddance!' He thought to himself. Now him and Hayden could go about their day as planned. Hearing Hayden's words he shook his head and replied; "No you're so much more then that Hays you're my whole world my everything." Brushing his hair out of his eyes he kissed him putting all his love into the kiss. After breathing hard, he nuzzled against Hayden. "But in simple terms yes, I would love if you became my boyfriend." Smiling sheepishly and blushing.