01-29-2017, 11:55 AM
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Abraxan
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Originally Posted by FwooperOnYourLeft Aramis ran a hand through his hair as he watched his Father pace, it seemed like he has surprised him. But he really was the only person he could turn too about this. Of course his mother would probably find out eventually. But this was a time where a son needed his Father.
Shocked or not.
Aramis stood his ground, not taking his dark green eyes from his father as he finally turned towards him. "Of course I'm afraid of the what if's. What if she doesn't like me? What if she does? " Would he be a good boyfriend? He had never had a girlfriend before, and the last thing he wanted to do was hurt Dylan. So far everything had been in a holding pattern.. Nothing had been said, so right now, no one as hurt. But if he told her he liked her and asked her out and she said no..
Another hand was raked through his hair. "I want her to be my girlfriend. " He said finally, his eyes on the ground at his feet. "But what do I do so I don't break if she doesn't? " The sixteen year old had no idea how to navigate this.. he just needed advice. "Well she isn't here.. but yes she is probably in Hogsmeade. " He said as his dad looked around and he sighed a bit.. "We've had tea, I made it for her already. " But again, just as friends. "I knew you wouldn't laugh at me Dad. And would take me seriously.. Do I.. just need to go for it and see where the chips fall? " Did he need to be Gryffindor about this? Albert knew that this day would come sooner or later, but he wasn’t ready for the questions. If he’s going to be honest, he knew the answers to Aramis’ queries. The problem is, would his son have the same fate as he did? The man immediately shot his son a look and wondered what was wrong with his child. Well obviously, he’d been thinking about this way too much.
Albert let out a sigh, and poked the ground with his umbrella and considered Aramis’ words. “You do have a valid point son, but if you think this young lady is worth your time, then I don’t think you have no reason to be scared of the what-ifs.” Albert raised his nose in the air once more, and scrutinized Aramis even further. He did look like he was willing to gamble his chances with this girl. “You might as well realize that whatever choice you make in the coming days, there should be no regrets in the end.” Because that is exactly what it means to live.
The man gave his son a smile. Of course that was what he wanted, but then his self-preservation got the best of him. It wasn’t exactly a helpful Slytherin trait while...he’s about to be involved in a relationship. “If she doesn’t reciprocate your feelings, then make your inevitable misery matter. You wouldn’t know, unless you try.” Albert gave his son a look, and a sigh before continuing. “This is something that you must face on your own, but remember that I am here for you. Your mother and I will always be behind you.” He said placing a hand behind Aramis’ neck, and gave it an affectionate squeeze. “You will be alright, no matter what the outcome is. Hmm?”
Albert had let go of Aramis, and looked over his shoulder once more...clearly disgusted by the lack of privacy in the room. “Lucky girl indeed. I could use a cup of tea myself.” He said in a low murmur, and narrowed his eyes at the man who seemed to be busy looking at sweaters. Was he eavesdropping? For his sake, he better not be listening to his conversation with Aramis. After a long and calculating stare at the stranger, he shifted his attention back to Aramis. “Why would I laugh at you in the first place? You’re in a serious predicament.” He said blinking several times at his boy. “And what are you? A Gryffindor?” Albert shook his head and let out a chuckle. “You know what you want, and the next thing you should be doing is to plan things. Start small. A group study, a good afternoon sail on the Great Lake...” Albert trailed off, and looked at his son expectedly. “I am sure you can do better in that department compared to your old man?” When was the last time he took their mother out on a date anyway?
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Last edited by Stefan; 01-30-2017 at 06:21 PM.
Reason: Attaching another link. Giving you ideas. *brows*
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