Candy Eyes and Eye Candy /// Icarus

[OLIVIER TOPHER PEIRRIN]

He was back to this. Summer hit, and girls were out in the sundresses or tanktops and miniskirts, and guys were running around in nothing but shorts, all sweaty. He couldn't help but come to Hogsmeade. Over the summers, Ollie was very adventurous. His parents didn't care really. His father is basically a dead beat who gives him money as a bribe to keep the peace, and his mother works her ass off. He would stay home, but the house elf and his two sisters are usually there. Therefore, he goes out and explores the world. Of course, after one more school year it will be lest expensive. He will be able to aparate instead of taking a train or flight.

But, he decided. He got away from the exposed natures of the French natives and came to Hogsmeade. You see, back in France where he lived, EVERYONE was sexually driven. He lived in a beach city, so that didn't help much either. He had to get away before he decided to go on some sort of nauseating nature walk. It wasn't that he didn't enjoy the human body, but he just couldn't coop those views up, if you get my drift.

He was standing in the cool air of Honeydukes, now. Away from the evils of sexual tension and formidable erotic expression. Ollie began glancing at a few things, and his mind was playing tricks. You could only imagine want the candies were being turned into in his head. He just couldn't help it. He decided to take a seat in the lounge area, meant for customers only, and close his eyes for a moment. He attempted to regain some of his will power and focus on getting rid of certain unwanted images. He was able to calm his sexual tension. Sometimes, he just hated being French. All that primitive nature. He opened his eyes to a room full of people he didn't know, nor did he find anyone being overly attractive with choice of clothing. He made a sigh of relief and decided to sit there for a few moments longer.

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Icarus chewed on his tongue as he mindlessly stared at the rows upon rows to sugary sweets before him. Why did he come here instead of the book store? He should have been looking for more books that would help him be even more prepared for Auror training, well assuming he would even make the cut. But he would make the cut, right? He tilted his head to the side as he wondered about all of it. Still, why did he come here, why did he come to Hogsmeade? London was closer, and school was only a few months away meaning village weekends would give him plenty of time here. It wasn't as if he had the massive sweet tooth of a child, but still here he was.

He ran his hands over the tops of the jars. Just looking at all this candy made his teeth feel as if they were going to rot out of his skull. So why was he here? The distance away from home right now didn't hurt. It was funny how he had this new freedom with apparation, no longer was he stuck with just brooms and the floo he could go just about anywhere. And so he came here. He tapped on the top of one of the candy jars. Brilliant. He was so boring he couldn't think of anywhere exciting to get away and clear his head.

"Lovely...." He wandered aimlessly for a while as he debated if he ought to just leave; eventually he found himself next to the lounge. It was reasonably empty, except for one lad. It still made Icarus hesitant to take a seat. He headed for a seat that would give him some distance form the other young man. He just needed a minute to clear his head.

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He closed his eyes and leaned back for a moment. He had to calm himself down, and things had finally began to calm down. He smiled to himself. Footsteps pulled his eyes open, and into his vision cam a very handsome guy. His face was familiar, like Ollie had seen it in the common room. His thoughts creeped back into his mind. Summer lovin' was everywhere, and he just couldn't catch a break. He put his hands up to his face and sighed out of frustration. Being in his position, bisexual, and being able to pretty much go anywhere was a double edged sword. He thought he could get away from Human beauty here, but h was wrong.

He hoped he hadn't unsettled the boy. "Um.. Hey." He said plainly leaning forward. He rested his elbows on both knees and his chin in his hands. He didn't know if the guy wanted to be spoken with, or just left alone, but Ollie needed to talk to someone about anything--other than sex. Or, he needed to find someone he could talk--and more-- about sex. Either way, he offered a friendly smiled.

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Icarus looked in the direction of the young man when he spoke. His face had a familiarity to it but Icarus couldn't recall a name. He assumed he was a ravenclaw, his face was too familiar to be just another one seen in the crowd. After all Icarus wasn't one too pay too much attention to others his mind was too wrapped up in everything else. He took a moment to look around just to make sure there wasn't someone else the lad had been talking to. Nope, just him. "Hey?" He said though it sounded far more like a question then a statement. A horrible habit Icarus had when talking to strangers, or at least those he didn't know.

For a moment Icarus just sat there looking at the boy awkwardly. It was amazing Icarus ever made friends seeing as he might as well have just been an awkward blob of pale skin and guts. He had to look away for a moment and try and gather himself, really how did he ever manage to do anything? "You're, uh you're in Ravenclaw, right?" Well, it was a start right? No harm in finding out if that was really were he was recalling this boy from.

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He nodded at the boy with a slanted smile. House conversation. He was thankful there was something else to talk about, "Yeah, going into sixth year." He spoke with slight frustration in his voice. It had been a very adventurous summer, and going into his latter teen years, Ollie was running into a lot of sexual tension lately. His being French probably had something to do with that, but it wasn't like he could just shut it off. Hopefully, he'd get there some day, but it wasn't today. "I'm Olivier.." he said, almost hesitantly.

He was hoping he wasn't coming off as insensitive or like he didn't want to talk to the guy, but he couldn't help it. He wasn't the most confident when it came to new people, unless he was home. He knew a lot of people from there, and the beach was crawling with people who all wanted to same thing. Something warm to be under or on top of for the night. That was easy for him. He knew a relationship would eventually be in his sights, and this girl named April might possibly be that sight, but he shook that thought. "What... Brings you here?" He couldn't act like he was at home, though. The strangers here would be people he'd be seeing on a regular basis.

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Oh good, he was right about that. Some people could get offended when you didn't guess their house right. It wasn't like he was the sorting hat, he couldn't see into their being and know where they were placed. All he could do was go off faces and hope that he could recall their robes correctly. "Icarus," He moved forward in his chair and extended his hand to the young man, was shaking hands too formal in a sweet shop? Well a bit late to second guess now. "seventh year." He added for good measure. He wasn't sure if the boy knew though there was also the chance that he didn't care. Well he knew now so there it was.

When he was asked what he was doing here Icarus wasn't sure what to say. Go with the obvious? Well he hadn't really come here for any reasons. He just did. "Just had a craving for some fudge." He gave a shrug as he spoke, it sounded better then any other answer he could come up with in a timely manner. So he went with it. They did have good fudge here. "You?" He almost wanted to ask if there was some super secret reason to come to a sweet shop, was there something other then sweets? But he didn't want to sound like an ass even if it was just a joke, few people seemed to get his jokes.

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That was quite the name. He heard it before but had never met anyone by that name before, officially. He smiled and put his hand out. "You can call me Ollie, if you'd like. Nice to meet you." He had his adorable smile and perfect white teeth expressing his kind personality. He imagined that this was a bit archaic for greeting people. They were teens, after all, but maybe Icarus wasn't the type to offer a kind smile and high five. Not that Ollie didn't like the formality, he did like the maturity such a formality expressed. His thought pattern broke, "Oh, sorry.. You must be in Ravenclaw as well, non?" he said curiously. He had forgot to ask, and he had only assumed. Someone that familiar couldn't be in a different house, could they? No. Only if they were friends in separate houses.

He laughed. He was being very straight forward. Ollie thought about it for a minute, Is this kid like... always serious? He hadn't really heard a laugh, but maybe there just wasn't anything funny to him. Ollie nodded, "Eh, I'm just here to get away form.. things.." he said, as he bit his lip. He caught himself looking the boy over and mentally kicked himself. Stop it... "So.. How is the fudge?" he said curiously, noting that Icarus didn't have any in his possession--visible at least.

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"Oh, yeah, I am, sorry-" He said, a bit flustered. Icarus had a hard time interacting with others, it was the main reason why he had such a small group of friends if it were not for Charlie well it was likely he might not have any friends, not after what happened all those years ago. He never had been all that comfortable with other people, most likely not a good thing as who knew how long he actually had with those he held dear. He shifted when the other lad laughed - was he being funny? He wasn't sure. It was easy to mistake his uneasy as up-tightness or even seriousness even though Icarus really was far from. It was just hard to break past the shy shell that had developed years ago."The fudge? Its, well, it's good. I mean its famous so..have you never..." He trailed off rather unsure just what to say. If only talking to others was as easy as talking to, say, Charlie. But he wasn't that confident, or that outgoing. He was just the kid who read the books and came up with answers.

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Ollie noticed his awkward behavior in an instant. He knew it because it was exactly how he was around people. Girls mostly, but this was a surprise. He didn't find too many guys who looked like this one to be awkward. Of course, he himself was a surprise in that respect. Someone like Olivier, a dancer with a near perfect body, how could he be awkward. His awkwardness came from somewhere deep down. His father had messed him up a bit not being there for him. Olivier assumes there to be a bit of a reason as to why someone who looks like he does in an attractiveness perspective to be somewhat if not crazy awkward. He shrugged it off, thinking that if it were ever to become an issue or topic of conversation, he'd talk about it then.

The laugh was merely a sign that Ollie didn't hear the word fudge too often. He was a vegetarian, and focused a lot on his body and what food was healthy. He never really ate sweets or the like, so no, he hadn't ever tried the fudge. "No.. Actually." he said with that same goofy yet adorable smile. It was nearly perfect. "I'm not really one to eat that many sweets, really.. I mean.. I eat a bunch, but never anything like that... I've grown so used to not eating it, that cravings are rare.." He said, almost triumphantly. He was proud of his own willpower.

Icarus was able to hold a decent conversation, and Olivier was sure a more intelligent subject would be no hard task at all for either one. He was happy about that. It was rare to find a guy so attractive and able minded at the same time these days. Most guys Olivier met were Muggle Dancers, though. They were a sort that just danced and worked out all the time. No time or need seen for furthering their own knowledge base. This was quite the change of pace for him.

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WORD COUNT: 336
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Olivier was noticing far more about Icarus then Icarus was noticing about him. He might have felt a bit uncomfortable if he knew just how much the other boy was paying attention. To Icarus, Olivier's smile was just a smile he didn't find it perfect or adorable or anything really. While it would a bull faced lie to say the other boy was not fit for Icarus he just didn't find the boy appealing, no his affections were reserved to a girl with red hair and the most amazing green eyes he had ever seen.

Icarus might have been impressed with the other guy's will power, that is if he didn't find it a bit ridiculous. Maybe it was because he himself had so little indulgence in life growing up with just his father. It wasn't like a little candy now and then was going to cause any harm. But more importantly Icaurs found himself puzzled as to why the boy had escaped to a candy shop if he did not take part in sweets. "So...you don't eat sweets but you are in a candy shop?" There was an underlying hint in his words of how utterly mad that seemed.

"I mean, there's a book shop or even the joke shop to go to so...why a sweet shop?" It wasn't like he actually needed an answer, but really what sort of person came to a sweet shop when they didn't like sweets? It baffled him. A stupid thing to be baffled about. Though he still had no idea what Olivier had been escaping from in the first place. He had come to escape the sorrow so it made sense he was drawn towards sweets, they were cheerful, something he wasn't exactly feeling right now.

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THERE'S NO YELLOW BRICKS TO FOLLOW BACK AND RUN FROM THAT DISASTER

Olie tried to break away from picking out every fine detail. From the boy's physical appearance to his honest, somewhat sheltered personality, Olie had a knack for noticing such features. He didn't know why, but maybe it was just his sexual appetite that lead to such noticing. It wasn't like he didn't notice other people like this, but Icarus and he were speaking. Most times, it was on the beach or on the dance flood. There wasn't room for a lot of talking in those situations, seeing as Olivier liked being out of breath--though Icarus had seemed to pull his breath from him anyway.

He thought about it when Icarus asked a question that caught him off guard. He had his reasons for coming to a sweet shop.. Much different from Icarus' but still, he was there. It was merely because of the sweets themselves. He not only enjoyed the aroma, but also thought he could get away from the more attractive bodies of summer. Not to be blunt or anything. He was certainly wrong. "I just.. I had to get away from... things back home. And well, everywhere really.." He looked away for a moment. He knew that he was awkwardly concerning at times, but never thought he would feel this awkward around someone.

He wasn't blushing, but he had a tingly feeling all over his body. His nerves were basically screaming at him all at once. Thoughts of summer ran rampant and he didn't know how he'd control it. "I guess this just seemed the best place to go.. Where I wouldn't spend anything.." He was saying he needed to save money? Yeah, sure he did. With a professional Quidditch coach for a father, his family was really hurting for money. "Yeah.. I just.. I needed to get away."

Suddenly, there it was. An uninvited guest had encored itself, causing Olivier to turn vibrantly red. He had will power, didn't he? Apparently not in this moment. He let in a small piece of weakness and was glad that in that moment he was leaning over on his hands like he had been, or else things would have been slightly visible for the brief moment that it would have taken him to cover it up, slowly as to not express what was going on. Thank god he didn't have that problem, Olivier wasn't one for subtlety.

He lifted his head from his palms and crossed them over his lap as a way of hiding the intruder. What was going on? "So.. Um.. How are.. things?" he stuttered slightly, but this was slowly turning into one of his disastrous encounters he usually had with girls. Girls made him awkward and weird, they weren't easy or open to anything like the sexual prowess of men. Though, Icarus was different. He didn't have any kind of sexual advancement toward Olivier, which was weird for Olie. He clearly was becoming slowly ruined by this. His mind couldn't deal with the change that was being paid attention to.

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Lyrics: NO PLACE LIKE HOME by MARIANAS TRENCH
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