Quidditch "Date"

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WHO: Sherlock Holmes and Jim Moriarty
TONE: Tense to somewhat romantic
RATING: PG-13 [tw - talk of suicide]
WHEN: Sunday, November 25th
WHERE: The Quidditch stands
WHAT: Sherlock and Jim go on their Quidditch date.
STATUS: Completed
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Sherlock stood in the Ravenclaw Quidditch viewing box watching the crowd far more than he bothered to watch the game as he stood aside from the stands. It wouldn't do well to be stuck in the middle of that crowd. For one, they were very noisy. For another, he was supposed to be meeting someone and standing aside would make him a bit more obvious. Not that Jim really needed the help.

To pass the time he watched Greg and Tony above, comparing their performance and team management styles with what he knew of them. He followed Peter's broom now and then. Things moved too fast to really be all that interesting. Sherlock much preferred a game of whits to a game mostly of luck, chance, and physical skill.

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"Are we?" It sounded more like a statement than a question. James continued to watch the game, his mind barely registering what was going on as he thought. "I have been thinking about ending my studies here once I turn seventeen. I have better things to do with my time." Statements like that were typically ones he used for observing reactions from Sherlock, not this time apparently. Really, he didn't seem to care.

Even something about the way Moriarty held himself was different. "Haven't decided yet."

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"You probably could do better in an independent study type atmosphere," Sherlock admitted. "Any thought as to where you'll go?"

Sherlock wasn't going to pretend he wasn't a little pleased at the idea of Jim leaving. It would be an end to the tension that couldn't be avoided otherwise. Though he was very used to the other boy's presence. The lack of it would be something new. One way or another it brought up things he would rather ignored.