Two is Company ((Dylan))

[Leo Keane G6]

Leo really didn’t know what he was going to do with his day. It was Hogsmeade weekend, which meant that almost nearly every student that could go would be there. He didn’t mind crowds as long as they weren’t being pushy. There was that one Christmas weekend where he was doing some shopping on his own. It was a rare occasion since he normally made his father’s personal assistant do most of the Holiday work, but Leo had to get out of the house. His father was arguing endlessly on the phone with his mother about who would get Leo on Christmas. Leo was used to the constant bantering of the two, but at times it got to him. It was the reason he acted the way he did. Leo wasn’t trying to blame it on his parents. After all he loved the way he was and people just had to get used to it. The village was a mad house with everyone chatting along the side roads, drinking hot butter bear, and the kids throwing snowballs. He had been hit at least a dozen times before he snapped at them. After that no one dared to challenge Leo’s patience. He wasn’t good with children not having any fondness towards toddlers which too returned the favor. If everybody just stayed cleared of Leo then nothing bad will happen. Though, that’s what they did. People knew Leo to snap occasionally when he was irritated and it wasn’t just any innocent remark. Though, Leo still had a somewhat soft spot, but that leaned in more toward the female gender. He was the best at getting any girl he wanted. Though, there was one that would cause a challenge for him. She was slowly coming to him, but pulled back right in time. Usually Leo would just give up, but someone told him that this girl was special. She matched his exact witty mind, and knew how to play his game. The only problem was that she had a boyfriend. When did a little competition ever stop Leo Keane from getting what he wanted?

It didn’t take long for Leo to make up his mind. Since there wasn’t anything else to do back at the castle, he decided to go ahead and go to Hogsmeade. There had to be someone he could be with. Maybe even charm a few girls? Smirking at the thought, Leo noticed the horseless carriage stop at the front of the entrance. A couple past the window of the carriage, holding hands, acting all in love. It disgusted Leo. Any scene of affection like that made bile rise from the back of her throat. Ignoring them, Leo pushed open the door of the carriage, stepping out into the sun filled day. The rain had stopped which meant only one thing: summer was coming. School ended soon, and Leo couldn’t wait. Endless parties and trips to Europe where on the agenda for the Keane family. Plus, the biggest surprise of them all; his mother was getting married soon. The man she chose was a muggle, but he had a son who went to Hogwarts. Leo liked being an only child. How was he going to deal with another boy in the house? Luckily, he stayed at his fathers more than his mothers. Running his hands through his hair tiredly, Leo strolled down the main street of Hogsmeade, deciding on where to go first. He had skipped Breakfast that morning to make it before the rest of the crowd came. He could grab a bite to eat, but would a drink also be on the schedule? Smirking, Leo headed toward The Three Broomsticks entering the small café area. Taking a seat at a table by the bar, Leo set his things down, sitting back comfortably. Someone was bound to come up to him anytime soon. It always happened. Leo was hoping someone he knew, but that probably wouldn’t happen.

Sitting back more in the chair, Leo crossed his legs, his elbows resting comfortably on the arm rests. He had already ordered food and a glass of scotch in front of him. It was half empty already, but Leo was going to take his time drinking. His brown eyes stared at everyone in the room noticing the place become more crowded. Shrugging off the feeling, Leo opened his bag pulling out a couple of letters deciding it was best to reply to them. There was one from his father reminding him what the summer will be filled off; parties after parties, plus the occasional business trip. The best thing about having a father that wasn’t home much was you had the whole house to yourself. Smiling at the ideas, Leo opened up a free piece of parchment setting his quill down for a second to take another sip of his drink. Most of the other students were drinking the usual butter bear, afraid for the occasional alcohol, but Leo was allowed to drink. Everyone knew he loved a good scotch. Hearing a chair pull out in front of him, Leo held the glass to his lips, his brown eyes taking in the new coming. It was a boy a year younger than, but no one he knew. Looking around the room once again, Leo noticed most of the tabled filled up which meant that his table was the only one available. “You’ve made a bold move sitting here,” he began moving the drink around in the cup before setting it down on the table. Leo was going to be civil. “I’m Leo Keane…who are you since you didn’t introduce yourself as you sat down, or even asked. Then again, there’s no rule against it.”

[Dylan Caoimhe]

“You’ve made a bold move sitting here. I’m Leo Keane…who are you since you didn’t introduce yourself as you sat down, or even asked. Then again, there’s no rule against it.”

Dylan held his butterbeer to his lips, but did not drink. He just stared slightly open mouthed at the guy sitting across from him who so brazenly addressed him. Bold move, he thought. Dylan lowered his glass and sat it on the table grinning. Part of him wanted to just get up and leave, to not even entertain someone who was clearly an egotistical spoiled prat, but another part of Dylan was deeply amused, curious even. Lately, he had been very withdrawn from everyone else; not so much by choice, but because Dylan had somewhat come into himself recently. A lot of internal questions that Dylan had were answered, a lot of internal turmoil that he had was resolved, and he was finally allowing himself to be who he was, and stopped being the person that he used to to hide who he was.

But here was this guy. Full of himself, obviously. What House he was in, Dylan didn't know, and Dylan didn't care. Houses meant zilch to him. People were who they were, and it was just that simple. Leaning back in his chair, he looked Leo dead in his eyes. This should be interesting, he thought. ''Your right. There is no rule against it, which is why I chose to sit without, ''introducing'' myself. Honestly I had no intention of acknowledging the fact that you exist. Just wanted to down a butterbeer or two, relax a little, and then get out of here. But, now that you've extended such an invitation,'' Dylan sat up straight and leaned forward on the table to rest on his forearms. ''I'm Dylan. Dylan Caoimhe.''

He wasn't trying to be a jerk or anything, but he wasn't trying to be welcoming either. All Dylan really wanted to do was have his drink and get out of here, but, he had nothing else to do. Nowhere in particular to go. School year was almost over. Why not make a new ''friend?'' Working his jaw, Dylan thought about extending his hand, but decided against it, and instead picked up his butterbeer and took a swig. ''So,'' he said licking his lips. ''Leo Keane. Just out of curiosity, should I know the name Keane? It's just the way you introduced yourself, it was as if your the Minister's son or something. But of course, there's nothing wrong with taking pride in yourself and your family.'' Dylan looked him up and down. ''Especially if your as wealthy as you appear to be.''

[Leo Keane G6]

Leo’s eyes fell upon the glass in the boys hands. It was filled with butterbeer. So, this boy didn’t drink. What a shame. Smirking, Leo sat back more comfortably in his chair with one hand holding the glass on the table. This kid seemed surprised at how Leo addressed him. What was so surprising about it? It was how Leo addressed everyone. It was just part of his nature. He looked like he was about ready to leave. That was quick. Some boys usually left after a couple of minutes, but there were some who left within seconds. People couldn’t stand Leo Keane’s attitude. Who would? He was rude, and his ego was far too much for anyone to handle. There were only a selective few who could keep up with him. However, Bevin was probably off looking for her new catch of the day, while Tristan was with that Gryffindor girl. Mentally sighing, Leo picked up the glass, bringing the edge to his lips. The alcohol burned while sliding down his throat, but left that numb feeling inside of Leo. He loved the feeling. It was the main reason why Leo Keane loved to drink. The effects were nice, expect for when you consumed too much to the point where you don’t remember anything. Leo had many nights like that. It was his life; partying, drinking, and charming woman. What more did you expect out of Leo Keane? Plus, he hadn’t had a good scotch in a while. Leo didn’t drink on school grounds. He saved it for the weekends, holidays, or going to Hogsmeade. Though, there were a few times he had snuck in some booze with Bevin. That was a fun night.

The boy finally spoke, causing Leo to smirk. So this Slytherin did have attitude. There were some who didn’t even have a back bone, and others whose tempers got the best of them. Leo got on well with some Slytherins. He was pureblood after all, but didn’t care enough to believe in the whole purity trash. People were just people. No one chooses how they were born. It just happened. Setting the glass down on the table, Leo arched his eyebrow in the Slytherin’s way. “If I would have known that then I wouldn’t have addressed you,” Leo began smoothing out his pant leg before picking a piece of lint of the tawny material. “Usually people introduce themselves before sitting with strangers, you didn’t.” Shrugging, Leo rested his arms behind him on top of the chair, his brown eyes watching the boy. He finally introduced himself as Dylan Caoimhe, making himself comfortable in the seat. Well. This kid wasn’t going to be leaving anytime soon and didn’t seem too fazed by Leo Keane’s presence. This kid could entertain Leo for a while. What else did he have to do? Leo also liked this spunk this kid has. Dylan spoke again, questioning Leo’s arrogance. Smirking, Leo picked up his glass as well, taking a long sip, pondering how to answer this boy’s question. “Now, what gave you the idea that I take pride in myself?” he asked shortly his eyes questioning the boy. He hadn’t heard of this Slytherin before, or even seen him around the grounds, but if he hadn’t heard of Leo then this kid had to keep to himself. Leo would just have to fix that. “Well, you should know my name, Dylan, but if you don’t, remember it. I might have a hard time remembering yours - since I don’t know you, or your family.” Smirking, Leo picked his drink back up from the table. He wondered if Dylan would be offended by Leo’s words, but they were the truth. Who didn’t know Leo Keane? “Maybe you should start taking pride in yourself, or at least show it. Nothing wrong with being a little egoistic at times, but it will take you ages to reach my level.”

Finishing the rest of his drink, Leo set the glass at the end of the table. He didn’t want to leave. Not quite yet. Leo was amused by this kid. Maybe he could get him to loosen up a bit? Turn him over to the dark side. Leo loved corrupting people. It was one of his favorite past times. Madam Rosemerta came by, taking the glass from the edge of the table. Reaching a hand forward, he rested it on top of her, staring into the woman’s eyes. “I would like two more scotches.” The woman eyed the boys, but didn’t say a word. She never did when Leo asked for alcohol. Watching her retreat, Leo leaned back into his chair, his eyes back on Dylan. “Why aren’t you with your friends?” he asked, taking a whack at small talk. It was hard for Leo though. He wanted to be rude. Within seconds, there were two glasses of scotch in the middle of the table. Leo thanked Rosemerta before taking on for himself and pushing the other toward Dylan. “Come one, try it, or are you one of those kinds of people who would never drink in their lives?” Leo asked casually with a small raise of his eyebrow. “If you are then might I suggest you let lose and try new things?”