Tony: Sam?
Sam: Hello, Tony!
Sam: I'm so glad you see you!
Tony: Hi.
Sam: Tony? Is something wrong?
Tony: Sort of...
Sam: Do you want to talk about it? Is it about our date?
Tony: Yes... well, no and yes. I'm... I'm sorry...
Tony: I'm not making any sense...
Sam: Sometimes its best to just be blunt.
Tony: I told my parents.
Sam: You told your parents...that you're gay?
Tony: That I'm gay...that I'm dating you... pretty much everything.
Sam: Wow, I..dont know what to say. I thought you weren't ready for that? I mean, are you okay, Tony?
Tony: I wasn't ready for it...
Tony: I.. I don't know.
Sam: Merlin. What happened? I'm sorry. You're upset. I can tell.
Tony: My brother... see, Kevin was helping me decide what to wear... before I met you...
Tony: I know, that's girly....
Tony: But..Matthew heard us talking.
Sam: That's not girly. It took me a while to get ready too.
Sam: Your brother? Oh goddesses, he told your parents?
Tony: ...I tried on like ten shirts though...
Sam: Tony, are you okay? Do I need to come get you?
Tony: And. yeah.
Tony: Come and get me? No...
Tony: Why would you need to... Oh! no.. they're not... I mean, I don't have to leave, or anything...
Sam: I just know some parents can get mean.
Tony: They're... I think they're okay...
Sam: And I don't like knowing you're upset, and its partly my fault, and I can't help.
Tony: It just was a lot to tell them, I guess...
Tony: It's not your fault.
Sam: I asked you out on a date.
Tony: Well..yeah, but...
Tony: Are you sorry?
Sam: No!
Sam: I'm sorry you had to deal with all of this.
Sam: Especially before you were ready.
Tony: I just... I mean, I would have told them
Tony: On my own...
Sam: I know you would have.
Tony: And then Matthew...
Tony: I can't believe he did that
Sam: He's only eleven. He has no idea what a spot he was putting you in.
Tony: I know... still...
Tony: Gods I have a headache...
Sam: Did you take some headache potion? Tony, I just...I'm sorry, baby.
Tony: I took some of my mum's tylenol...
Tony: I... I don't regret it, though. I don't want you to think...
Sam: Good. I'm glad you've taken something.
Sam: Thank you for telling me that.
Sam: What did your parents say then?
Tony: They just kept asking me... questions...
Sam: Do you want to talk about what they asked, or do you want to discuss something else?
Tony: They just asked me... rediculous things, really. Like.. about sex.
Tony: They don't mind, that I'm dating you.. though...
Tony: Or, they said they didn't...
Sam: They thought you were having sex?
Sam: Did you tell them about ...the age difference?
Tony: The did... they thought. I don't know... I guess they thought that if I was... gay... then I was necessarily having sex. Or something...
Tony: Yeah. I told them.
Sam: I would think it were rather obvious you're not experienced, but then, I'm not your parent.
Sam: Which is good, since I rather like being your boyfriend.
Tony: Yeah...I. I like it too. I'm smiling... a little.
Tony: God. I never want to talk to my parents about sex... ever.
Sam: I'm smiling now too. I like making you smile.
Tony: That was horrible.
Sam: Sorry, baby, but I laughed at that.
Tony: You make me smile all the time.
Tony: You laughed?
Sam: What in the world did they ask you?
Sam: No one likes to talk to their parents about shagging. No one that I know.
Tony: They didn't ask me... so much as..tell me. Like.. I think my father was trying to explain the..mechanics.. of it, or something.
Tony: I'm not stupid.
Tony: I know...how...it works.
Sam: You're parents...tried to explain shagging to you...between men?
Tony: Are you laughing again?
Sam: Yes. Sorry, baby.
Tony: It's...okay. I'm laughing a little too.
Sam: I wouldn't think that was something they'd much thought about. And how do you know so much anyway?
Tony: How do you think?
Sam: Books?
Tony: Of course...
Sam: I should have known. I'm smiling.
Tony: I'm...still laughing, a little.
Tony: But... yeah.. they tried to explain. It's. Disgusting. To hear them talk about it. I mean... I know it's not disgusting...
Sam: Its not if its special.
Tony: Not special?
Sam: I don't guess its ever really disgusting, but its definitely not disgusting when its with someone speical.
Tony: Oh.. I... I misunderstood you.
Sam: I might have mis-typed. I'm still a bit stunned by what happened when you got home.
Tony: You're stunned?!
Tony: But... I'll be okay.
Tony: I mean.. it's better this way.
Sam: I feel bad for you. I know you didn't plan it.
Sam: Can I meet them now?
Tony: Oh yes.
Tony: They insist...actually.
Tony: You..you want to?
Sam: They didn't have to insist. Of course I want to.
Tony: I was afraid that... that you wouldn't want to.
Sam: I would have liked to met them before our first date. I'm not taking this lightly.
Tony: I'm..really relieved. I.. and.. so, you're taking this...seriously?
Sam: Tony, I don't think you understand. I haven't called too many blokes my boyfriend in my life. And not after one date. I'm rushing you aren't I?
Tony: No..I... I just. I didn't know it was as special for you as... well.. as it was for me.
Sam: It was special to me. Very.
Tony: ...
Tony: You have no idea how...
Tony: I'm crying.
Tony: I'm... gimme a minute.
Sam: What?
Sam: Tony? Are you okay?
Tony: I... yeah..
Tony: I just. I mean.. that was really... sweet... and.
Tony: I don't know why I'm crying.
Sam: You've had a rough night.
Sam: I wish I could hold you right now.
Tony: I had an amazing night until I got home...
Tony: You would.. hold me.. while I cried?
Sam: I wish tonight hadn't been ruined for you.
Sam: Of course!
Sam: I'll probably hold you any chance I can, but especially if you're upset.
Tony: It wasn't ruined!
Tony: I...really?
Tony: That would be...
Tony: that would be amazing, really.
Sam: I wouldn't want to make you cry though.
Tony: They're not... I mean... they're good tears. You know.
Tony: But...
Tony: Can we talk about something else... so I don't start again.
Tony: I don't want Matthew telling mum and dad I was in my room crying all night. Or anything.
Sam: Of course. Have you talked to him yet though?
Tony: No...I'll... I was angry with him. And you shouldn't talk to family when you're angry at them.
Tony: I will tomorrow.
Sam: You're right about that.
Sam: How is Kevin during all this?
Tony: He's asleep... I think.
Tony: It would be nice if he were up. I.. best friends are nice, aren't they?
Sam: Yes, I'm glad you have one.
Tony: What's yours like? I... I forgot the name you told me..
Sam: She was...a wonderful person. Very smart. She was in Ravenclaw, and she liked to nag me for not studying in school. Her name was Maggie Stebbins.
Tony: I... that name sounds familiar. Was she... Wait. Long brown hair? Doesn't her brother go to Hogwarts now too?
Sam: Yes, he does. Do you know him?
Tony: He plays on the Hufflepuff team.... His sister was still here when I was a first year. Didn't...
Tony: Did I read something about her, maybe?
Tony: Recently?
Sam: She...passed away.
Tony: Oh god. Oh... I'm so sorry...
Sam: Thank you, Tony. Its...I miss her.
Tony: I. I don't know what to say...
Sam: You don't have to say anything. It means a lot to me that you're so caring about it.
Tony: Of course... I mean... I. You must have really cared about her and...
Sam: I feel bad..that I didn't see her as much after I moved to Salem. We wrote, but it wasnt the same.
Tony: I sort of remember. She was always really nice to us in first year... helped us find classrooms and not get caught on the stairs moving.
Sam: Do you remember me at all?
Tony: Wow... I didn't even think of that... you would have been in seventh year too.
Tony: I... I guess I didn't notice Hufflepuff upper classmen that much...
Sam: I thought about that, after you left tonight.
Sam: I don't remember you either. That kind of makes me sad, but I'm glad too. I don't thik I want to picture you as a child. Especially now.
Tony: God... I was so shy, that first year. Shyer than now, even... so you wouldn't have noticed me.
Tony: I'm glad now, too...
Sam: And I was too busy strutting around the halls, I'm afraid. I'm a bit ashamed of myself then.
Tony: Strutting? I'm...I'm sure you were very popular...
Sam: I told you I was very social in school.
Tony: And your best friend was a bookish Ravenclaw? That's... that's very cool.
Sam: I liked books too. I just didn't like reading school books as much.
Tony: I'm smiling.
Sam: Good.
Sam: Maggie would have liked you.
Tony: I.. Maybe I should try to get to know her brother...
Sam: You should. According to Maggie, he's a wonderful bloke too. She loved him very much.
Tony: You know.. people made jokes about him last year. I remember that.
Tony: I mean... I didn't... because it was really sweet...
Tony: But some people.
Sam: Why would they make jokes about him?
Tony: Well.. he was. He's dating one of my dormmates, Aidan...
Tony: And he was the first person to be really..open..
Tony: about something like that
Sam: That makes me angry. Some people are so narrow-minded.
Sam: I'd planned to get in touch with him soon.
Tony: I think.... I think they're just insecure.
Sam: No one bothers him now do they?
Tony: I don't know. I don't think so... I mean... From what I've seen, he can take care of himself. So.. people are wary of him..
Tony: I heard that he punched a seventh year when he was a fourth for insulting one of his friends.
Tony: That... may not be true..
Sam: I'm glad to hear it. And Aidan, you said? He's a good bloke?
Tony: Aidan Gudgeon... he's nice. I don't know him any better than I know.. well.. anyone else, actually.
Sam: What do you mean?
Tony: About what?
Sam: What may not be true?
Sam: I understand now. Nevermind.
Tony: Oh.. um... The rumor about Alex punching a seventh year. It may just be a rumor.
Tony: Okay
Sam: I thought you meant Aidan may not be nice.
Tony: Oh, no.
Tony: Aidan has always been really great to me.... when I talk to him, or anything.
Sam: Good. That's a relief.
Sam: I just...feel like I should watch out for him, with Maggie gone.
Tony: That's really... really noble of you.
Tony: Are you sure you weren't a Gryffindor?
Sam: Im laughing.
Tony: Good...it was a joke...
Sam: I'm quite sure. I'm a Hufflepuff, through and through. Its the least I can do for Maggie.
Tony: You sound... I mean, that last bit..sounds sad. I'm sorry...
Tony: I wish I could do something.. to make you feel better, you know?
Tony: But... I can't.
Sam: I know exactly. That's how I've felt this entire chat. I wished I could do something for you.
Tony: But you have!
Tony: I mean.. I don't know what it was, precisely, but I feel so much better...
Sam: I'm so glad, but I wish I could have done more. And I really wish I could hold you, but I want to do that anyway. And snog you again.
Tony: I'm blushing.
Tony: That was...
Sam: Wish I could see it.
Tony: Yeah... wow. That's a good memory..
Sam: That's one way to look at it.
Sam: :-) See, I'm smiling.
Tony: I see that!
Tony: Oh, is that what those do?
Tony: :-)
Sam: (k) Snog!
Sam: I'm being silly.
Tony: It's nice....
Tony: I'm laughing.
Tony: Is there one of those for laughing?
Sam: I'm not sure.
Tony: It's okay.
Sam: :'D
Tony: I mean... I can just tell you.
Sam: That looks like laughter.
Tony: I'm not laughing that hard.
Sam: I didn't think so, but its cute.
Tony: It is.
Sam: So are you.
Sam: Especially when you blush.
Tony: I knew you were going to say something like that...
Tony: but, thank you.
Tony: It's....
Sam: But you're bloody handsome when you smile.
Tony: I don't think I'll get used to compliments like that
Sam: You knew, eh? I"ve become predictable.
Sam: Oh, you will if I give them long enough.
Tony: No, not predicatable. Just...
Tony: I'm comfortable with you now.
Tony: It's... it's nice.
Sam: I thought I made you terminally nervous.
Sam: :)
Tony: No.. everything makes me nervous..
Tony: But..when you touch me...
Sam: That made you nervous?
Tony: I just.. I mean... I know I tense up, but... it's not that I'm nervous as much as..
Tony: Nevermind.
Tony: That's embarassing to even type...
Sam: I wish you'd say whatever it is, but I won't push you. I think I know anyway.
Tony: What do you think it is?
Sam: That instead of being nervous, you get tense because you like it so much? When we kiss?
Tony: Right.. well... more than just like. I mean.. you must have noticed...
Sam: I think I should stop talking for you and let you tell me things.
Sam: Noticed what, Tony?
Tony: So, I was... turned on... and so I was tense... because. Yeah. I really did like it. And it wasn't.. not ALL because I was nervous...
Tony: And you knew that! Why did you make me say it?
Sam: A fault of mine, I guess. I like hearing things like that from my boyfriend.
Sam: I didn't meant to push.
Tony: No...it's okay...
Tony: I'm just.... I'm really red now.
Sam: Tony...I'm really sorry.
Tony: No... don't be.
Tony: I mean.. I should be more open... and not as embarrassed
Sam: If it helps at all, I was turned on too.
Tony: Yeah?
Sam: I certainly don't want to embarrass you, though I do like seeing you blush.
Sam: Of course. You didn't realise?
Sam: I just wasn't tense or nervous because of it.
Tony: You didn't embarrass me... it's just... embarassaing. In itself...
Tony: And no, but you're used to it.
Sam: Shagging and snogging and attractions are part of life.
Sam: I'm not used to being that turned on by a bit of snogging.
Tony: Really?
Tony: I mean... it was.. impressive.. or something?
Sam: It was...special.
Tony: I'm not special...
Sam: You certainly are!
Tony: I...
Tony: Thank you.
Sam: You're welcome, but I'm only stating the truth.
Tony: I don't see it... I mean. You're really special.. to me... and.. but, I'm not..
Sam: Oh, I'm really smiling. I'm special to you? And I see it, even if you don't. And you are.
Tony: Of course you are.
Tony: I mean.. I've never.. NEVER... liked someone like I like you.
Sam: I'm smiling even more now.
Sam: but Tony, you don't know many blokes, not well, right?
Tony: Well..no... but. I mean. To just be attracted to someone... you don't really have to know them...
Sam: I'm bloody lucky you're attracted to a relic like me, then.
Tony: Stop calling yourself that. You're not..
Sam: You know, the age difference doesn't seem as great since we were actually in school together.
Tony: It's just six years... It'll be five soon...
Tony: Well, not soon.. but... not that far away
Sam: I get to buy you a birthday present this year.
Tony: You don't have to.
Tony: I don't need.... things..
Sam: Don't be silly. I want to.
Sam: What do you need, Tony?
Tony: Besides, you may not like me in November.
Tony: Well.. not material things. You know.. no one really needs a lot of "things"
Sam: I may not like you in November?
Tony: That's when my birthday is...
Sam: Does that mean...you dont' expect to date me for long?
Tony: No!
Sam: I remember when your birthday is.
Tony: I mean... I'll still like you... but...
Tony: you're sure to meet someone more... well, just more.
Sam: Tony, you dont know me very well yet, obviously. But you will. And I'm bloody certain I'll still be around in November. You're more likely to lose interest than I am.
Tony: I'm not going to...
Tony: And. I like the idea of knowing you very well.
Sam: Good. You can ask me anything you want. We don't even have to play the question game.
Tony: You can ask me anything too...
.
Tony: I promise I won't be embarrassed, anymore.
Tony: Or.. at least I'll get thru it.
Sam: You dont have to promise that.
Tony: I... I want to.
Tony: I don't want to.. hide behind my embarrassment... or anything.
Sam: And I don't want to push you into anything.
Tony: So... if you push too far.. I'll just tell you to stop.
Sam: I'll always stop if you ask, but I'll be careful not to push that hard if I can avoid it.
Tony: I told you, Sam... I trust you.
Sam: And that means a lot to me. I do worry you'll trust the wrong person one day though.
Tony: I'm not.. naive...
Sam: Maybe I'm just protective.
Tony: I like that... just, don't assume that I'm going to trust a lot of other people or anything...
Tony: It's just.. you're special.
Sam: Oh,Tony, I could get very used to you saying things like that.
Tony: What? that you're special?
Tony: You are.
Sam: Thank you, Tony Goldstein.
Tony: You're welcome, Sam Capper.
Sam: When do I get to meet your parents?
Tony: I don't know... When are you free?
Sam: For you? I can arrange just about anytime.
Tony: I'm blushing, again. And... I'll tell them. tomorrow.
Tony: They're already asleep...
Tony: I should probably sleep too.
Sam: Yeah, you should. You had a stressful night.
Tony: But most of it was amazing... don't forget that..
Sam: Tony..have sweet dreams.
Tony: I will. You do too...
Sam: I'm not likely to forget a moment of it.
Sam: I'll look for you on here tomorrow?
Tony: Yeah. I'll be here.
Tony: G'night.
Sam: Night.
