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"youre lyin'" she said in mild disbelief. "how d'ya get any sleep? People can't be that bad they don't let ya sleep in your own bed"
 
"I usually sleep in a cubby hole just down the corridor" he smiled "I'll show you"
 
Tristan decided to go outside again. She took a turn down the corridor, bumping into Leslie. "Sorry," she yawned. "I should watch where I'm going."
 
"Yeah" he blushed and looked down "I was very rude earlier so I hope showing you this will make up for it"
 
He guided her down the corridor to a stacked bookcase. On the bottom there was a bust of a famous graduate of the school. He pulled it aside to reveal a hole in the bookcase. He crawled through it and into a small storage room that had all his stuff in.
 
Feeling ignored, Tristan turned around, walking down the empty school hallways. Part of her hoped she'd bump into those Slytherins again; she felt like a good fight despite the fact that she had just left one. That didn't matter to her, though.
 
Leslie followed him down the dimly lit corridors of the castle. She wondered silently why he would choose to sleep in such a secluded place. Instead of with his peers. She knew he was teased, but was he really so afraid of these people that he couldn't sleep in his own bed? She shook her head softly in disapproval as they walked.


when they finally reached his spot, she ducked into the crawl space and into the storage room.


"this is where ya sleep?" she asked
 
"Yeah" he blushed "your only the second other person who has been allowed in here"
 
"An' who's the first?" She asked curiously, though she thought it might have been on the train. The two seemed to have something special. Leslie marveled at the small space, and supposed that maybe it wouldn't be too bad to have place of your own if you ever didn't want to be bothered.
 
A but taken aback, Leslie raised a brow. Though she only met him just today, he looked too upset for her to turn him down. She nodded. "alright. As long as you tell me what's botherin' you. Was it somethin with Elena?"
 
"I messed everything up" he sighed "as usual" he walked over to a cupboard at the back of the room. Inside was a lot of school supplies and books. The central one was a photo album which he looked at sadly but he pulled out a sleeping bag instead "this is for you"
 
Leslie sat down in the dimly lit closer, placing the album in her lap. She looked at it wearily before returning her eyes to hi. She decided not to open it quite yet, though she did speak, pressing a bit further.


"How'd ya manage to do that?"
 
He shrugged "I say things...usually it ends up badly" he pulled his sleeping bag over him "thank you for doing this"
 
He moved over to the corner and fell asleep also, hoping she'd come see him the following morning
 
Leslie frowned. It seemed almost impossible to get through to him, but she figured she would let Elena take care of that. Leslie figured she could just be there for him. With a bit if a dejected sigh, she curled into her sleeping bag as well and drifted off to an easy sleep
 
He woke up in the middle of the night feeling cold and alone. He crawled over to her and watched her sleep. He snuggled up next to her and drifted off again
 

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