TO BE KING • DAN

[vika5]

i just can't wait to be king,

Spoiled little boys like Edward never were ‘hungry’. His father had always forbidden him to use the word ‘hunger’ when describing the feeling that he could eat, he wasn’t allowed to curse and he definitely wasn’t allowed to be rude and disturb others, and that was exactly why the first thing Eddie shouted that morning was “fuck this shit, I’m hungry!” He’d woken up several dorm mates with his annoying loudness, but he didn’t care. Tugging on skinny jeans took him less than a minute, the fabric had little friction with his skinny frame anyway. A shirt followed, then another one, then he decided he was still cold and tossed on a dirty green jacket. His favourite sneakers followed, even though they were the subject of much teasing. A straight guy apparently wasn’t allowed to wear neon aqua shoes with rainbows and fuzzy white bunnies.

Tucking his pack of cigarettes – even though he was too young to smoke – Eddie prepared himself for yet another day of stuffing his face, smoking anything he got his hands on, snapping at some people and cuddling with and clinging to others. He was indeed glad to be back in Hogwarts. He hadn’t been allowed to use magic outside of it during the break and he had to say, he missed it. Being underage made it easier to hang out with his muggle mated back in London, surely, since he couldn’t carry a wand, but it also made the simplest tasks difficult. Instead of using lumos, he had to carry a pocket light when he went out late at night; instead of lighting his cigs with magic, he’d had to purchase a lighter. Such details made him appreciate magic all the more.

A growling in his tummy reminded him to go downstairs and have breakfast now he could. He had all the time in the world, it was a Sunday, but his stomach had the upper hand now. Instead of lazing around for another hour, reading a dirty magazine or daydreaming, he was walking down the seemingly endless set of stairs, until he was in the Great Hall. There already were people there; early bird Ravenclaws and Slytherins, who probably hadn’t had a wink of sleep that night due to partying, already sat at their tables. The Lions’ place was painfully empty, though. He still sat down and helped himself to a cup of coffee. People would come soon, right?

gonna be the main event,

clothes, tagged for dan the man, gryffincuddles all the way. They somehow remind me of squishy toys.

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It wasn't a surprise that edward's shouting hadn't woken him up. danny was always a really heavy sleeper, and the only thing that could wake him up was an ungodly loud alarm, or the smell of food. a few minutes after edward had gone downstairs to the great hall, danny blinked awake. he laid sprawled across the bed, and he closed his eyes, stretching all of his limbs before sighing and sitting up. the smell of food was great now, and danny's stomach rumbled at the delictable scents that wafted from the great hall. he couldn't wait much longer.

he sat up in bed and pulled out a pair of dark skinny jeans from his drawer as a well as a white and dull blue striped shirt. he slipped them on and grabbed his favorite black jacket, as well as the black scarf hanging on the little hook on his bed frame. It was sunday, and he had the whole day to do whatever he wanted. he smiled to himself, then grabbed a pair of shoes to match the blue color in his shirt. after getting dressed, his grabbed his messenger bag and headed out, doing a quick check in the mirror before making his way down the stairs to the great hall.

he was certainly glad to be back at hogwarts. home was dreadfully boring; all he got to do was watch tv, play on the computer, and maybe go for a walk. he wasn't allowed to use the magic he loved so very much. he pulled the scarf a little tighter around his neck and then sighed softly as he entered the great hall. the food's scent was overwhelming now, and he looked up, only to see that a few gryffs were at the long table. one in particular caught his eye; edward. the boy was a year below him, but he seemed pretty friendly. and not bad looking, either.

he made his way over to the table and smiled, giving a small wave as he sat across from his fellow lion. "good morning, edward." he greeted, getting a cup of coffee for himself. he got a good few spoonfuls of sugar and then poured a little milk in it, his mouth watering as he brought it to his lips. coffee was his drug, he had to admit. he sipped it and then nodded to himself before setting it down. "how was your evening?" he asked politely, lifting his light hazel eyes to meet his dark brown. he knew that edward smoked in his spare time, but he wasn't completely sure what. but he wasn't going to judge him; he was never like that to people.

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[vika5]

i just can't wait to be king,

He’d just poured himself a cup of pitch black coffee, as strong as he could find, when he felt he wasn’t alone anymore. That was a good thing. He’d much rather spend each day, actually, every second of his life, in the company of someone pleasant. Loneliness had such a bitter aftertaste. Although he could appreciate peace and quiet from time to time, he knew he could also get that by hanging around with calm and silent people. There was never any need to be a loner, to fake bad-assery because no one wanted to be with you. So yes, he was pleased with Daniel’s presence. He even shoved his chair, making more space so the boy could sit closer to him.

His usual childish smirk faded slightly as he was called by his full name. ”Good morning, dad.” he rather sarcastically snapped. Eddie never meant any harm, but there was no filter between his epicentre of emotions and his mouth. Whatever he felt came out, in the most sardonic way possible. He felt somehow bad about starting the day with this attitude, so he somewhat apologised. ”I’ll be nicer if you just call me Eddie, I promise. Or Bubbles. Powerpuff girls stuff, you know?” No wonder people thought he had homosexual tendencies; he identified himself with a pig-tailed, fairy-voiced cartoon character. Still, the boy considered himself to be very much straight. The appeal of a female chest couldn’t be outdone by anything.

”My evening was nice, though, thanks. I did aaaabsolutely nothing.” He cheered in a sing-song voice, interrupting his own speech for a sip of scorning hot coffee, which he soon regretted. ”Holy fuck! Hot stuff. Hot, hot, hot stuff. Magical Mother of Merlin. There should be a warning or something.” Once he was done sticking out his tongue and rubbing it with his thumb, hoping to make the pain go away, he looked at the other Gryfindor again. To be exact, he looked straight into his doe eyes. ”And what about you, pumpkin?” He used the nickname on absolutely everyone, it didn’t come to him that it might be somehow awkward to use it on a homosexual while gazing into his eyes. Eddie was still too young, too inexperience, too sexually conflicted.

gonna be the main event,

clothes, tagged for dan the man, lol fail eddie

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[vika5]

i just can't wait to be king,

Eddie was a wuss when it came to anything, besides food. He was mostly vegetarian, which explained his extremely skinny frame. He didn’t do much sports either, either out of fear to be hurt during practice by the balls the Slytherins would most definitely smash into his face. No, the vain little thing liked his face way too much to risk such a thing. He was soft, gentle, and the only harshness he possessed was verbal, which didn’t come out of useful much. All it did was hurt people who were even more fragile. Like this guy. Dan had a history of teasing which outdid Eddie’s by far, still he managed to be a pleasant little thing. Such personalities should be respected, not snapped at.

However, the sixth year took the comment much better than expected, which forced Eddie’s face to crack open in a wide, radiant grin. ”Much better, Danny. I can call you Danny, right? Or Dan. Dankins. Daneedaneedoo.” He’d watched too many cartoons, now he found himself mimicking Fred Flintstone, horribly amused by his own lame sense of humour. Eddie liked himself in general. He didn’t approve of his lankiness much, though; he looked more like a frail little bird than a Gryffindor stud, even his patronus would take on the shape of a Chihuahua dog, once he’d find the strength to master it. But for the rest, he liked himself, his intelligence, his hobbies, his life. Now if only he could outshine cousin Gaspard in something, anything, he’d be perfectly content.

The dry little comment cracked him up, he snorted a couple of times, blowing air through his nose in sudden outbursts. It was his light variation of chuckling. Something less amusing followed, though. He burnt his tongue and scolded the world for his own stupidity. Still, the joy it arose in Daniel made up for his own stings of pain. He could deal with it and at least the boy seemed to be entertained – Eddie was enough of an attention whore to find that a positive thing. Still holding his tongue, he tried to speak. ”Hurshlike a bish.” Only then did he let go of it, focussing on the boy again instead.

Why was he blushing? This was new for Eddie; he was used to being the more masculine one around females and the more feminine one around males. (Hell, he had to admit, some girls had more balls than he did.) Still, this person, who was obviously male, was responding to him in an adorable, girly way. What was he doing wrong? What was he doing right? Eddie was fascinated, enough so to tilt his head and flash a smile. He called everyone pumpkin, and if this was one of the reactions he’d get, he certainly wouldn’t stop. ”That’s cool. What’s it on?” He couldn’t care less about the book, but he wanted an excuse to keep staring.

gonna be the main event,

clothes, tagged for dan the man, cuteness overload

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[vika5]

i just can't wait to be king,

This was cool. Just two guys, drinking coffee, grinning at each other like fools. Despite the odd glances the few other people at the other tables were giving them, Eddie didn’t think of this situation as weird, not at all. Gryffindor was the house of the ultimate bromances, who said his other half couldn’t be a homosexual? For all they knew, they might be the perfect match. They might be each others’ best men at the weddings, or the ones to give each others’ perfect funeral speech, even as ghosts. Eddie’s mind always got carried away. While they still were at the part where they discussed fitting nicknames, he was already a million steps ahead, planning the ultimate entertainment. ”Dan the Man? Isn’t that like – a cartoon? Or no, wait, that’s Dennis the Menace. About this blond, fucking annoying kid. you wouldn’t believe it. You’re better than the cartoon, though. By far.” He nodded until hair fell in front of his face and he had to wipe it to the side.

The coffee hurt and it was inhumanly hot, but after a bit of whining, flailing and failing, Eddie felt his senses come back to it. He licked the inside of his cheek, testing his taste buds and getting a negative result. Although he felt the friction of skin on skin, he still didn’t taste anything. Damn it. Stupid, stupid coffee. (Yes, it was the beverage’s fault, not his own.)

The boy opposite of him was reading something and Eddie wouldn’t be himself if he didn’t see an opportunity there. He wanted to ask something so he could subtly, swiftly, automatically turn the spotlight over to himself. That’s why he loved people who stayed in the shadows; they allowed him to shine. Stupid James Potter thought he was the only attention whore in the castle, but he was in his last year. Soon, he’d be gone. Besides that, the Potter kid picked obvious alliances, while Eddie stayed selfishly neutral. He always betted on the winning team, his blood and intelligence allowed him to. His morals reached little further than his own skin. ”Your favourite author? Who’s that, then? Muggle, wizard?” He wasn’t particularly purist when it came to that. A book was a book, he wouldn’t whine. He liked muggle things himself, watching telly and playing video games whenever he could. ”I personally like Lovecraft.” He was that twisted, indeed.

gonna be the main event,

clothes, tagged for dan the man, sorry it sucks. i felt guilty for making you wait so long and then i rambled shit. it'll get better. promise.

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[vika5]

i just can't wait to be king,

People were equals, anyway. Gay, straight, bi, black, Asian, merman – Eddie didn’t give a single flying fuck who you were, as long as you were a human being. His tolerance even reached far enough to accept metamorphmagi, werewolves and veela, although the latter scared him. The only species he truly despised were vampires, which was why he’d signed up for that team after the Ministry’s take-over. There was nothing good about a race that had to feed off of people in order to survive. Those were the characteristics of demons, it just wasn’t right. Still, as long as Dan remained human, Eddie would accept him.

”Hey, hey, don’t underestimate the cartoon. It’s fucking epic.” That was Eddie for you – he cursed, he was loud, he annoyed everyone around him just in order to get some deeply craved attention. His psyche could be explained easily, with one snapshot of his family: everyone wore proud Ravenclaw scarves, everyone was big, muscular, lean and mean, and he was the skinny, pouty kid in the pink skinny jeans, sitting in the corner all by himself. He had to compensate for all that by being as obnoxious as he could.

This all went better than expected. Dan was reading Stephen King, which earned him a few bonus points in Eddie’s book. ”King’s the King, man. Have you read the one about the rabid dog? Cujo or what’s his name. That’s some seriously creepy shit. I swear to Merlin, I nearly crapped my pants reading it. The man had me scared of puppies for a good couple of weeks!” As uncharming as it was, at least he was honest and enthusiastic. Their conversation was growing more nerdy as they discussed the writers, but he found himself liking every single second of it. ”Lovecraft is a weirdo. I love it.” He’d almost forgotten about his coffee, so he glared at the cup again, trying to see whether it was still too hot to drink or not. Deciding to be brave, he eventually picked it up and took another sip. Success followed – he didn’t burn his mouth again. With the cup still in one hand, he made a fist out of the other and made an odd, backwards-punch type of movement, non-verbally exclaiming “hoorray!”