I will run [Dorcy?]

[waldemar]

Will you tell me when the day is done?

Here stood Waldemar, waiting for the train. He looked just like any other student after graduating, waiting for the train home. The big difference was, of course, that his family was not with him. Oh, his family had been there. Don't get me wrong - Waldemar had played with the idea of not asking them to the graduation simply so he could slip away unnoticed a lot easier, but then again he did love his family in a strange kind of way. It felt wrong to not invite them, they had to be at least somewhat proud of him, even if he as about to get his ass disowned.
No, they had had quite a lovely day, even the weather had been agreeable. Dorcas had met his parents and his brother, had said some things that had made Waldemar chuckle, and then the ceremony had been over and when his parents started walking to the floo station that had been erected just for the graduation, he had said he'd rather go by train, as some sort of a final goodbye. They had allowed him, and now Waldemar was going to disappear. He felt a bit like Bilbo from the Lord of the Rings, only (or so he guessed) a lot less confident and a lot less experienced.

Will you tell me when the fighting's over?

Still, it shouldn't have to be this hard to leave this place - torn apart by a civil war he had nothing to do with. It was what he kept telling himself, that he had nothing to do with it. It wasn't his business, because it wasn't his country. Even if the war would reach Finland, why should he care? He just wanted to be left alone, get on with his life (whatever that meant) and enjoy that life, if possible.
Of course, what Waldemar actually was, was afraid. He didn't want to have to think about war and spies and death. He would be perfectly happy to dig a hole in the ground and just hide there until everything was over and he was trying very hard to feel nothing but antipathy about the whole thing. He hoped Dorcas wouldn't do anything stupid, like join one of the sides.
Also, Waldemar was a little afraid of what would happen next. His whole life, he had had a steady home, parents to fall back on, a plan (or at least some sort of a plan), but this was the end of the plan. This was what he had been looking forward to the entire year, but actually, he wasn't even sure what to do. Oh, sure, he'd take the train to London and then he'd figure out how to get to Finland (maybe he could try the international floo station.. but then again that would make him easy to trace and the last thing he wanted was being dragged back home by his father). But then? When he was in Finland, where would he start? He'd need a job, a place to live, he knew that, but still..

He pulled a face and ignored the doubts. He'd get to Finland and he'd figure something out once he got there.
Now what was keeping that train?

But I will run until my feet no longer run no more.

[dorcas]

Dorcas had had a wonderful afternoon. A wonderful few days actually. The weather had been superb, she'd ignored her sister, met Wally's parents and brother - who was really quite attractive and Dorcas found herself wondering if he had a girlfriend or not, and had spent a little time with her own family. Her sister and mother were of course insufferable and her father, well, he was her daddy and she was a daddy's girl so she enjoyed catching up with him. She did not miss her mother, however, still, Dorcas knew she was going to have to get used to living with the woman again, at least for a little while. Dorcas had every intention of saving money as soon as she got a job so that she could rent a place as soon as possible to get away from her bloody annoying mother and self-absorbed sister, still, there was a bright light on the horizon, all that pent up anger and hatred for her mother and sister would come in handy when fighting death eaters. Yep. Dorcas had joined the order a few days ago when she'd approached Dumbledore and talked to him personally. She was eighteen now, she'd been an adult for almost two years and was fast approaching her nineteenth birthday. Sure she was still a teenager, but she had one hell of a spirit.

Getting to the train station rather late, Dorcas said a good bye to her friends, or at least most of them. Some friends had travelled back using the floo network, but most students finishing high school wanted one last ride on the Hogwarts express, though of course, there were pranks galore plotted and Dorcas knew she was going to have to watch her back, still there was another great thing to come of this day. She was no longer a Slytherin! She intended on leaving that behind and never mentioning it to anyone ever!

Running up behind Wally-Monster, she roared and pounced his back. She got down almost immediately because poor Wally looked like a twig that would bend and snap should anyone apply too much pressure and weight to him, the poor thing. Still Wally was a great guy and Dorcas liked him quite a bit, on of the few guys she liked as a friend. Dorcas would even go so far as to say she loved Wally and so she was intending on keeping him in the country for as long as possible and maybe even have him join the order with her, though it wasn't something she would intentionally push, she just tended to push things upon people by accident sometimes by blabbing her mouth off a lot and occasionally making people feel bad. Still, she'd try not to do that to Wally.

"Hey Wally-Monster! Just wondering, your brother single? An' where's this bloody train?" Yeah, totally not correct English and totally not subtle but subtlety had never, ever been even a remotely strong part of Dorcas' personality. Her Professors always said she need to practice it but it just never happened. She hated beating around the bush. Well, with regards to this sort of thing, with regards to other things involving a cute guy it could be quite fun ... bad Dorcas!

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[waldemar]

Waldemar had, of course, also met Dorcas' family. As he liked Dorcy, he was also inclined to like her father more then the rest of them, to be honest - but these people (sadly including Dorcas) were far from his mind at the moment. He had actually expected Dorcas to go home with her family by means of the floo stations. He was surprised to see that more people were going home by train. The other students were all huddled in groups, laughing and secretly drinking butterbeer (or stronger stuff) in celebration when they thought no one was watching. He put his trunk down, there was no sign of the train yet, anyway, and his arm was starting to complain (no surprise - he had stuffed as much in there as he wizardly could).

He stuffed his hands in his pockets and waited. Why couldn't the train be here sooner? Waldemar was a little afraid that he would lose his courage if it took too long, that he would succumb to the doubts and go home like his parents expected him to do. He took a deep breath. He was not backing down now. He had looked forward to this for a year and what was there to keep him here, anyway, right?
He did not hear the footsteps behind him and yelped when someone pounced him, almost falling over and onto the train tracks (which would've bruised him a bit, but as there was no train in sight, it was nowhere near dangerous). When he turned around he was confronted with Dorcas' beaming expression and he smiled a little crookedly. "Hey - thought you'd gone home with your parents." His tone obviously showed he was glad she hadn't, though. Being on the train with Dorcas for the last time was better than sitting on his own.
"Hey Wally-Monster! Just wondering, your brother single? An' where's this bloody train?" He couldn't help but laugh. "Uhm - yes he is," he said a little evasively and then focused on the train matter. "Don't know what's keeping it. I wish it would hurry up already." Before he lost his wits and ended up going to the wrong home.

[dorcas]

Dorcas shook her head. Nah, she didn't go back with her parents, she wasn't going to miss out on her last train ride from Hogwarts. She was actually going to miss the castle and all the wonders it held, though she wasn't entirely sure you could class the staircase with the sinking step as a wonder, it was more a pain in the arse, especially if you forgot to jump it and ended up with one leg sinking through the stair and the other on the step behind causing you to hit your crotch, of course that was quite a more painful experience if you were a boy.

Dorcas was quite glad to hear that Aleksi was single although even if he wasn't, it wouldn't have stopped her from having a go at him. He was quite good looking, though of course no way near as adorable as her Wally-Monster, though he did have a far superior arse in Dorcas' opinion and he didn't seem to be gay from what she could tell, still there were those gays out there that weren't obviously gay just like there were fairly camp people that weren't gay. Still, Dorcas was pretty sure he was straight.

"Ah well, I'm sure it ain't going to be too much longer." Talk of the train was boring and Dorcas sort of had a question she'd almost been dying to ask Wally and of course, it was about what he was going to do next, where he would stay, where he would o and what he would do to support himself. At least in England he'd have his family that he could stay with until he found his own two feet. She could see Wally becoming really quite successful in the next ten to twenty years. If he made it through the war to become successful and if she lived through it to see him. She had a feeling they'd both be fine though.

"So what are you doing tonight? You staying with your parents or what?" What Dorcas was really wanting to ask was whether he was going to go back to Finland and if he was then when. She knew he'd been a new student just completing his education at Hogwarts, but she'd really grown fond of him and was really going to miss him if he actually left, still she wasn't one to give up on letting things go without a fight, especially the things she cared about, and people, especially people.

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[waldemar]

Waldemar wondered why Dorcas and so many other students insisted on the train ride. It probably had to do something with the fact it was the last time they could ever do it (he wasn't that stupid), but Waldemar honestly didn't see the point of a train ride, really. It took hours. Didn't they just want to go back home quickly and celebrate their graduation with their friends and family at home? Hadn't they missed their home?
He had not been at Hogwarts long enough to, like most of the students, start seeing it as a home. His friends at Hogwarts, which were few, had not grown to feel like family like they had for some students who had shared dorms for seven years. Then again, Waldemar had not tried very hard, either.
Either way, the train ride excuse had provided Waldemar with a good reason not to travel back with his parents, so that was good. He was not complaining.

When he noticed Dorcy's pleased expression when he told her Aleksi was still single, Waldemar snorted rather unelegantly. "I don't think you could seduce my brother, but if you can - please do," he commented. "I don't think Aleksi has had any fun since he became of age." He smiled a little, picturing them together and thoroughly enjoying the mental image.

"Ah well, I'm sure it ain't going to be too much longer." Waldemar hoped so. His nerves were flying through his body like a seeker after an especially difficult snitch. He hoped that once they were sitting and the train was moving, they'd calm down. There was also a bottle of kobold vodka from poland in his trunk, but it seemed to him that that wouldn't be a very responsible way of getting rid of his nerves. Also, it might make him forget his plans alltogether and however 'fun' it sounded to end up drunk in some ditch, it wasn't Waldemar's original plan. He was going to stick to the plan.
Dorcas' voice made him focus on the here and now again, however. "So what are you doing tonight? You staying with your parents or what?" He had expected this question, especially as he had voiced his desire to go back to Finland to her more than once. He trusted Dorcas and still he hesitated for a moment. "Don't tell anyone," he muttered, "but I'm hoping to be in Helsinki before dawn." He had a feeling she might not like his sudden departure and he didn't want to hurt her, but the thought of being back home brought a somewhat lopsided smile on his face. Besides, he feared that if he stayed now, he would never go. If he rooted here, would he be able to pull himself loose from the life he'd built up to leave again?

[dorcas]

"What?!" Dorcas was flabbergasted, absolutely outraged! TOMORROW?! He was planning on being there TOMORROW? What the hell was wrong with him? "What the bloody hell is wrong with you?" At this point in time Dorcas really didn't have much of a filter between her brain and her mouth, she'd been a little surprised, maybe one could go so far as to say shocked and rather than go quiet, Dorcas got louder regardless of whoever was around. "Your parents would go mental if you went back so soon especially if you don't give them much warning, and we can't go out drinking as a fair well. There's no way you can leave this soon."

Dorcas knew she was going to have to think of a way to keep him in England for a little longer. She knew he would leave eventually but so soon? She wasn't ready for that, and even though they'd only known one another a short time, Dorcas had really grown quite attached to her Wally-Monster, he was the only one like him that she'd ever met. Everyone else was so ... generic, but Wally was completely individual and there was no way she could bare the thought of him being in another country by morning.

"I'm not letting you go, no way Jose. You're staying in England and that's that, you can't go swanning off around the world at such sort notice, I won't allow it! I'd miss you way too much." Dorcas really didn't know what else to say or do other than throw herself on the ground and act like an angry toddler throwing a tantrum drawing as much attention to them as possible. Of course she could always tell his parents what he was planning, but she wouldn't go as low as that, tattle telling to parents was just a no go for most people, only the really pathetic did that and Dorcas was sure she could think of other ways to keep Wally in the country before having to resort to tattle telling. Which she wouldn't do because tying him up and keeping him in the attic was a much simpler plan ad not to mention she felt as though it would give her time to think of a real idea of how to keep him in the country ... though what if ... nah, Dorcas knew he'd never do it ... but maybe if ... nah, Wally wouldn't ... but maybe he would.

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[waldemar]

"What?!" Waldemar had expected her to be surprised, yes, but he had not expected her to be so upset about it. It was only him leaving and although he only thought of Dorcas in the fondest way that was possible between two friends, he hadn't expected her to be so upset about him. Surely, she had more friends, more plans that demanded her attention. She would say she missed him now, but would she? Would she really? Waldemar didn't see this as a fault of Dorcas', it wasn't that he believed she didn't care, he just couldn't imagine he was that important in her life. After all, they had only met months before.
"What the bloody hell is wrong with you?" Or maybe he was wrong. It wasn't that Waldemar didn't care about Dorcas, because he cared very much, but he hadn't expected her to react like this. He had expected a 'awww, I'll miss you, send me a postcard soon?' sort of reaction. He opened his mouth to object, but Dorcas was faster (not to mention louder) than he was and he couldn't get a word in. He could only stand and listen, glancing at the traintracks a little so that he would not have to look at her. "Your parents would go mental if you went back so soon especially if you don't give them much warning, and we can't go out drinking as a fair well. There's no way you can leave this soon."

Waldemar took a deep breath for a moment when she appeared to have finished. "My parents might go mental.." he admitted. "And it's not that I wouldn't miss you." He still refused to look at Dorcas, focusing his gaze on the trees on the other side of the train track instead. "I'm just afraid that if I stay now, I'll never go. I'll find a job here, or something, or my parents will find something to make me stay." He frowned, looking like he felt: conflicted.
Dorcas seemed pretty certain about what she wanted and sounded like she was sure she was going to get it, though. "I'm not letting you go, no way Jose. You're staying in England and that's that, you can't go swanning off around the world at such sort notice, I won't allow it! I'd miss you way too much." He nodded a little and shrugged. Part of him really wanted to listen to Dorcas and just give in and stay. "It's not that I want to leave you." Something dawned in his eyes. "Why don't you come along? I promise you it will be beautiful, I'm sure you'll like it." Plus, he thought to himself, we can just ignore this stupid war.
Truth was, Waldemar was a coward, really. He wouldn't phrase it like that, but in essence - he was.

Glancing at Dorcas briefly, Waldemar just hoped she wouldn't bite his head of for suggesting her tagging along. In the corner of his eye, he could see the train approaching and quietly sighed of relief. At least he could just get on the train and wait for them to get to London. He'd figure out what to do when he got there.
If Dorcas paid close attention, it was obvious that Waldemar was nervous and scared. What do children do when they're nervous and scared? They go back to someplace that means safety and good memories to them, and that was exactly what Waldemar was going to do. It hadn't been his original plan to go to Finland quite so soon, but then he'd started reading the Prophet on a daily basis and realised there really was a war going on. Maybe not so much at Hogwarts, but the UK seemed pretty wrapped up in it. It had not occured to him that Finland might also be a warzone (especially as it was so close to Russia), he just felt the need to get away. This was not his war, was it? He wasn't in any conflict with anyone. It would not affect him. Waldemar felt (well: hoped!) that as long as he kept thinking that, it would become true. Part of him knew it wouldn't, but listening to that part meant giving into his emotions, which was something he could not reason himself out of.
Maybe Waldemar was mostly scared of himself.


[Wow, sorry for the rambling xD Haha.]

[dorcas]

Dorcas rolled her eyes as Wally spoke about his parents and seemed to not be looking at her, who knows, maybe he caught a glimpse of her legs or her flip flops and feet, but he certainly wasn't looking at her face and was most certainly avoiding eye contact. There was no way he was going to be in Helsinki before dawn, she wasn't going to let him bail that quickly, sure she'd only known him a few months but it had been a great few months and he'd been the only friend in Hogwarts she could actually talk to about a lot of things for quite some time.

Dorcas shook her head, there was no way she could leave, she was now apart of this war and she had always intended on being so, maybe she was dropped on her head as a baby but she felt as though she had to be apart of the war, if you weren't part of the solution then you were part of the cause and there were all ready way too many people out there cowering in their homes, though Dorcas couldn't blame them, they were all looking after their families but she didn't really have much of a family, just her parents and sister and they were all very much capable of looking after themselves.

"I'm sure I'd love it but I'm involved here and I can't just leave knowing what it is that I've left behind. If there's even the smallest, remote possibility that I could help here then I'm staying to do my best." She knew Wally didn't want to get caught up in this war and she didn't blame him, but at the same time she wanted him to be apart of it too, it was probably selfish but the Order could probably do with as much help as was possible and Wally was one of the smartest people she knew really, he didn't have to go out and fight, he could do other things, as the saying went, every little helps.

Dorcas wrapped her arms around Wally's shoulders and embraced him in a tight hug, squeezing him so that maybe his eyes would pop out of his skull, he'd have to be taken to hospital and stay the night for observation, of course when she let go of him his eyes were still where they were supposed to be. "You're a sweet guy, Wally and a great friend and I'm sure you'll make plenty more friends here in England and you could be apart of something big, you could help save people Wally, you could be a healer, you're good with potions and stuff, you could look after people and maybe help the order out if things turn a little sticky, or you could cook! Food always goes down well I'm sure, or you could give lap dances! You've got a cute body." She teased, really though, she could imagine Wally being a Healer at Saint Mungo's and on the side helping out the Order with unofficial injuries that couldn't be made public.

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[waldemar]

Yes, Wally Waldemar was still a little overwhelmed by Dorcy's reaction. Maybe because he was used to getting his way, maybe because didn't like having an 'argument' with her (if it could be called that). Or perhaps it just bugged him that he knew he couldn't win this argument. After all, he knew Dorcas would get her way. Either she'd persuade him by talking, or she'd simply stun him and kidnap him because she knew what was good for him better than he did.
To be honest, her refusing to come along to Helsinki didn't surprise him very much, actually. Her reasons surprised him, though. "I'm sure I'd love it but I'm involved here and I can't just leave knowing what it is that I've left behind. If there's even the smallest, remote possibility that I could help here then I'm staying to do my best." He nodded slowly, not sure how to respond. He could, of course, speak his mind and tell her he thought she was mental for staying behind to fight a stupid war. But he didn't. He had a feeling Dorcas wouldn't like his answer much.

Despite it all, he smiled as Dorcas hugged him. He still couldn't really fathom why she had taken such a liking to him, but had to admit that it felt good to be liked by Dorcas Meadowes. It was not a friendship he wanted to give up just like that, to be completely honest - which was exactly what left him so conflicted. He hugged her back, still smiling.
"You're a sweet guy, Wally and a great friend and I'm sure you'll make plenty more friends here in England and you could be apart of something big, you could help save people Wally, you could be a healer, you're good with potions and stuff, you could look after people and maybe help the order out if things turn a little sticky, or you could cook! Food always goes down well I'm sure, or you could give lap dances! You've got a cute body." Waldemar was a little glad she turned it into a joke in the end, because as she had started talking about him helping in the war maybe his facial features seemed to have locked themselves up. "I'll, eh, give it a thought?" Waldemar knew he wouldn't. Or at least that he would postpone it as long as possible.

In the distance, he could see the train approaching and he picked up his trunk. Mordred, he was actually pretty worried about Dorcas doing all sorts of things in this war. What if she tripped over something and got herself killed? Damn. Fine - today he would not go home, but he didn't want to stay in Britain too long. He would leave.. eventually. He would.

[dorcas]

Yeah, like Wally was going to give any such thought to helping the order. He was a smart guy and he was more than smart enough to know you didn't get involved in a war, thing was that even though Wally was wanting to run away back to his home country, the war would eventually spread there and all over the globe unless everyone did what was within their power to stop it, and that meant needing volunteers because unless you worked for the ministry, you weren't getting paid to work for the Order. A downside but the up side was helping to save peoples lives and protect them and eventually, put a stop to this war that had been going on for years.

The train came along and pulled into the station with an almighty toot from it's tooty thing, Dorcas cringed a little and grabbed her bags while Wally was stood there prepared all ready. She found him a little strange at times but that was what she felt allowed them to get on so well together, he was odd and she was normal. Sort of. Okay, they were both a little off in the head, but in all fairness, hers was partially because of balancing issues as well as genera nuttiness.

Dragging her bits over to the train she climbed on board, elbowing past the younger students, even taking the time to kick one in the leg for stepping on her exposed toes. Admittedly wearing flip flops wasn't a great idea, but little brats shouldn't have gotten in her way or stood on her, it just wasn't acceptable, she was no longer a Hogwarts student and now they had to show respect to her, that was how it had been when there were younger ... or maybe Dorcas' mind made that up a little to keep her self indulged in her own little delusional world. Regardless, she was more than willing to kick their arses if they didn't budge.

Dorcas managed to push her way onto the train and kicked a second year out of a compartment that he was saving for his friends. Yeah, just because he was there first didn't mean Dorcas gave a crap about him and his little friends, this was her last trip on the Hogwarts express and it was going to go the way she wanted it. Using her wand she levitated her trunk up over her head and onto the rack, she turned around and slumped down on the seat and looked about the little room, this was probably going to be her last time on the Hogwarts express and she knew the journey was usually boring and you had to depend on good company and a good flow of conversation to keep you entertained but she wanted it to be a ride she would always remember.

Looking back to the sliding, wooden door with the glass panel, Dorcas kept an eye out for Wally. She was pretty fast at sneaking through crowds with or without luggage so she hoped that he'd find her and maybe a few others that she got on well with, though she wasn't sure how many from her year were taking the trip, she felt as though she was probably the only Slytherin because they were all too good for the Hogwarts express in their own opinions, though the stupid ones that hadn't learnt to apparate would probably be taking the train back, unless they were tagging along with their mummies or daddies.

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[waldemar]

Waldemar didn't consider himself smart, really. He simply was a coward - and he knew it. Although he was proficient enough when it came to dueling, he was afraid to deal with the actual situaion and even though he would be okay with just doing research or, as Dorcas had suggested, helping out in a hospital, he was afraid he couldn't deal with the casualties, with the death and misery around him. The money wasn't an issue either, his parents being pretty damn wealthy. In fact, Waldemar had this feeling they would be so proud of him if he decide to help out. They hadn't had the courage, they had fled their country, he reminded himself. But he was the same and he knew it all too well.

He was relieved when the train arrived and the subject could be forgotten for a moment, even if only briefly, because he had a feeling Dorcas wouldn't just let this rest. He watched as Dorcas got on the train, maybe too genlemanly to elbow people out of the way - or maybe because he was not a Slytherin. Then again, who was he kidding - they both had left school, they were nothing now. No label to hide behind. No excuse not to go out drinking because you had homework to do, that kind of thing.
He had to admit he was fond of Dorcas, though. The friendship they'd built in just a few months seemed stronger than any sort of thing he'd ever had, it was strange - but strangely comforting (maybe he wasn't a lost case, after all).

Eventually, Waldemar found Dorcas in an empty compartment and walked in, carelessly throwing his baggage on the rack (it hadn't occurred to him to use his wand) and sitting down opposite her with a slight sigh. Anyone that would look in through the glass window would wear the boy was already missing the school, but Waldemar was homesick for quite a different place (though, admittedly, at the moment he also felt a little conflicted, and it showed).

[dorcas]

It took Wally a while to find her, she figured he either got lost or was being too much of a nice guy to push past anyone, she on the other hand did not have that sort of problem. If someone got in her way she was not afraid of letting them know it with an elbowing here or a kicking there, if they got really annoying she might even involve a little hexing, technically she shouldn't be doing that to minors, she'd been an adult legally for over a year, but the annoyed the hell out of her and she was still a Hogwarts student so it wasn't quite a frowned upon as if she were no longer in school, which would sadly be the case very shortly.

Wally threw his trunk up on the rail rack a little heavy handedly and almost seemed to slump down in front of her, at least that was how it appeared to her while he was wearing a miserable sort of expression on his face, normally she would have pretended to have taken his expression personally and tried to make him feel bad for making her feel bad, even though she didn't feel bad, instead she leant forward and rubbed him on his knee, hoping he'd find some sort of comfort in it just knowing she was there for him. Anyone else walking past their compartment could think what ever the hell they liked, she did have a reputation after all.

"Come on Wally Monster, be cheer, you look far less attractive when you look like a sulky little boy. Lift your head up, give a smile and show the world how god-damned sexy you are!" That probably wouldn't cheer him up too much, yeah she was messing around and Wally was probably going to be polite enough to give her a smile in the very least, but he wouldn't really be happy, maybe she could coax him into talking about a few hot guys, maybe convince him a night out on the town with her would be fun, maybe try and hook him up with someone like she was planning on doing with Alice. Still, the problem with both Wally and Alice was they were both way too academic and not social enough, lucky for both of them they had a friend like her!

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[waldemar]

It wasn't that Waldemar was downright miserable. He just wasn't sure what to do with himself now. Okay, that sounded desperate. Then again, maybe he was, if only slightly. He had had a plan, not a very good plan, but at least sort of a plan, but because he had no spine, he had allowed his dear friend Dorcas to decide for him whether to go with the plan or not. He felt a little stupid for not being able to take control of his own life. The fact that he knew he was a coward only made it worse, really.
He looked up as Dorcas moved to rub his knee - a soothing gesture if not a little oddly, and he grinned a little. He did find some comfort in knowing Dorcas was there. Mordred - Dorcas should feel honoured because she was the only reason why he was staying and he wasn't even straight!

"Come on Wally Monster, be cheer, you look far less attractive when you look like a sulky little boy. Lift your head up, give a smile and show the world how god-damned sexy you are!" He couldn't help but chuckle at that. "Maybe I'm trying to pout all cute in the hope some handsome gentleman will swipe me off my feet?" he half joked. Okay, so he had one thing to be proud of and that was the fact that he had at least acknowledged his 'nature' to himself. Part of him sort of hoped Ed would waltz into the compartment and drag him off to the loo to do all those things that God forbade. He knew it wasn't going to happen, though.
Maybe it was time to change the subject. "You know what the first thing is I'm going to do when I get home?" he said with a bit of a grin. "I'm going to take a bath. For hours. I can't believe Hogwarts only has showers and keeps the baths for the Prefects and all that. It's totally unfair." He smiled a little. There, small talk. "Can't wait to have a room of my own again," he added with a bit of a smile. Maybe it was better - just for now - to focus on the good things about going 'home' instead of home. At least that would make it easier. That and Dorcas, of course. She had insisted he'd stay, after all, so she'd better come visit him often and go and do things with him.

[dorcas]

Dorcas sat herself back a little and chuckled at Wally's joke. He was quite amusing most of the time so it was nice to see him sort of back to himself even if he wasn't always purposely amusing, though this time he was purposely being amusing, obviously, or maybe not, maybe he was being serious, no! He was messing around, it was obvious. Still, Dorcas wondered if pouting attracted men, usually men ran at the sight of tears and anything related, didn't they? Well she didn't cry so she just assumed they did. Hell she did! She hated crying and emotions like that, they just made her feel uncomfortable.

The subject changed and Dorcas grinned. The first thing he did when he got home? He was staying! She was glad to hear it, though she was going to miss tying him to a chair and keeping him as her prisoner, though she didn't really know what use he would have as a prisoner. She'd just have to converse with him and after a while they'd run out of things to talk about considering he wasn't experiencing any new things he could tell her about, though she could always tell him of her days, keep him as a sort of journal though that seemed a bit extreme.

"A bath sounds like a great idea, though you could always have asked me for the Prefects Bathroom password." Dorcas smirked, she hadn't been a prefect or a Quidditch captain or leader of any sort of club but it didn't stop her from being ... let's just say a little 'persuasive' with a couple of the boys in return for the password every time it changed and of course some fun as well, she wasn't a complete whore. At least she didn't think she was, she could have been wrong ... nah, she didn't get paid so she was fine.

"I'm glad you're staying Wally-Monster. It makes me a whole heap-a-doodle happier knowing I can come pester the crap out of you anytime I want." Dorcas grinned again, okay so it wasn't really much insensitive for him to stay now, but she loved her Wally-Monster. He was probably going to be the closest thing she'd ever have to a husband given her relationship issues. Maybe they'd be able to rent a place together, if he stayed in the country, and if he wouldn't mind.

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Instead of 'Will & Grace' 'Wally & Dorcy' LOL

[waldemar]

Waldemar grinned a little lazily as his amusing response seemed to relax Dorcas a little too. He was, indeed, joking, though he couldn't help but think it would've been nice if some hot guy barged in for a snog. Really - he wouldn't mind at all and, surprisingly, Waldemar realised that he wouldn't even be that embarrassedif such a thing were to happen in front of Dorcas.
Maybe in that respect Waldemar was a bit of a typical rainbowboy - wanting to be swept off his feet just as much as any romantic-minded girl, really. Not that he would ever admit to that. Heck, he hadn't even properly left his closet yet, his parents didn't know. Only Dorcas, really. And he guessed some students back at Hogwarts equipped with a proper gaydar must have noticed.
He glanced at the train window, looking at the horizon he knew would not darken in Finland this time of year. The sun was not setting yet, it was summer, so there would be a long evening to enjoy. He sort of hoped Dorcas would be up for something, because he was not in the mood to sit at home. If she wanted him to stay, she'd better amuse him, he thought with a chuckle.

Dorcas needn't be surprised that Waldemar was staying just because she said so. After all - he had no spine and Dorcas was basically the best friend he had at the moment. A friend he hadn't wanted to leave behind and disappoint, not at all. Still, a voice in his head still said that maybe one day he could take her along to Finland so he could make her fall in love with the country like he was. He knew it was nonsense, though. Dorcas had her life here.
He honestly looked a little surprised when she mentioned he just could've asked her for the password of the Prefects' Bathroom. "But you were never a Prefect, right?" he said, a little confused. Ah - the lovely innocent and slightly naive side of Wally just emerged, I think. Well. He did know Dorcas had her way with men, but he had not expected it to be this - eh - extensive.

"I'm glad you're staying Wally-Monster. It makes me a whole heap-a-doodle happier knowing I can come pester the crap out of you anytime I want." He couldn't help but giggle slightly. "Heap-a-doodle?" After his fit of laughter of the ridiculous adverb-ish thing Waldemar somehow found his face relaxing in some sort of fond smile. "Nah, I suppose I'd miss you," he muttered, feeling strangely confessional as he said it. "I'm not very good at making friends, you know. I should cherish the ones I have," he added with a grin.