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[eighttimeshandy]

WHO: Eriq Slepner (Open post)
TONE: Hurt and comfort! Or Schadenfreude.
RATING: PG
WHEN: Saturday morning
WHERE: The Hospital Wing / The Great Hall
WHAT: Coming back to life is a little traumatic
STATUS: [ONGOING]

As of Thursday morning, laid out on one of the beds of the Hospital Wing, was a corpse.

As of a minute past midnight, Saturday morning, that corpse promptly gasped for breath, snapped its eyes open, and sat bolt upright. For a moment, all was still.

Then it let out a scream loud enough to wake the dead, curled into ball, and threw the covers back over its head, sobbing hysterically.

Later that morning, at breakfast time, Eriq Slepner slipped into the Great Hall and at down at the Slytherin table, arms wrapped around himself and eyes on the floor, shoulders shaking.

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[eighttimeshandy]

The moment Herbert pulls from his grip, Eriq's hand drops to his side, his entire body sagging as if whatever support that had been holding him up was jerked out from beneath him. Even his eyes dropped, his attention going to the ground. He almost wished he could sink into it, like he'd been able to before. He was hardly Mister Sensitive himself, but he knew Herbert, and he knew that if the other boy was cruel...

Then he deserved it. He deserved everything Herbert was going to say, but never did. He could practically hear the rant in his head, unfolding like a red carpet to his personal condemnation.

"Herbert, please..."

[preanimator]

"You don't want it?" Herbert asked, looking up again. He had no idea how else to address this - please what? What was he supposed to say? Yes, it's completely fine that I fancy you and you're not going to feel the same way, I forgive you everything, it was all a big mistake, so let's just go back to being best friends the way things were before, so you can have everything you want. The sad thing was, Herbert knew that was what would happen. Eriq would feel bad for awhile, obviously he already did, and then Herbert would forgive him, because who else understood him? And Eriq would have the beautiful girlfriend and the best friend and live ... happily ever after, or however that worked for normal people. People who knew how to be around other people. And probably a really good friend would be happy for him, but Herbert wasn't a really good friend. He was a petty, jealous person, and he couldn't help but wish he'd never, ever been so stupid as to think kissing Eriq was a good idea.

"I imagine someone else saved it for you, anyway. I knew you'd come back. You had to, even if Kirkland was an utter arse and wouldn't let me come in. Or the professors did. You probably don't even have to do it, so I'm not sure why I bothered. Something to do, I guess."