(Sawyer's p.o.v)
I am sitting in the library with Mark and all his friends while they make really bad jokes. I don't mean. "Omg that was bad" jokes, I mean they laugh at the thought of killing muggle borns. "Oh god, I would fucking slit that bitches thro-" "For the love of god will you shut the hell up?!" I blurt, everyone now looking at me. "What the fuck did you just say to me?" Mark asks grabbing my arm tightly. "You heard me, you are all lucky I don't go and report you to Dumbledor." I stand up and pull my arm away from Mark. He stands up to, towering over me. "You better watch your tone or else." I throw my arms up in the air. "Or else what Mark? What are you gonna do? Because the next time you lay a hand on me, I WILL report you. How do you think the school's gonna react when they find out that their favorite perfect is abusing a fourth year?" Mark's entire face turns red with anger. "ABUSE!" he grabs my upper arm again, gripping it tightly. "I'm HELPING YOU. YOU LITTLE-" I quickly bite his wrist and stomp on his foot. He lets me go and I start bolting down the hallway. Once I turn the corner, i run right into Hudson, We both fall on our asses. I look at him, he looks like shit. "Sorry." I quickly stand up and look around to see if Mark is around. He gets up, but doesn't look at me. "Shove your apology back down the throat coughed it out of; I don't want it until you understand what you put me through, Not until you actually mean what you say, and not just for the sake of saying your 'Sorry'." I take a step back, confused at what he meant. I still have to protect him so I put on my best smirk. "The fact that you think I care amuses me. You think you are so high and mighty but you are just an asshole who thinks that when you abandon someone it's okay. but when someone does it to you, it's bad so you can take your insult and shove it up your ass." Hudson rolls his eyes. "We got a summons from Dumbledor, adorable….." His eyes widen "I-I-I, I mean….." He starts blushing profusely. I chuckle. "Oh, why don't you just shut up, and write a song about it." Hudson snaps at me. "Like you're any different Mr. I can't say what i want to say so i'm gonna sing about it at lunch." I turn away from him and make my way to Dumbledor's office. Though I hear his footsteps close behind me.
(Hudson's P.O.V)
When we get there Dumbledore is facing the window, with his back to us. "You wanted to see us?" I ask. "Mm" Dumbledore mumbled as he turned around. "Sit." He motioned towards two chairs. "And eat!" He practically yells. I sit down and pick up a banana. Sawyer soon follows, but doesn't pick anything up. "Why are we here?" He asks. God he can't even look me in the eyes! Dumbledore looks over at Sawyer. "I'm assigning you a hufflepuff buddy." I drop the banana. "That is the stupidest thing I've ever heard, I'm not doing that." Sawyer says, almost immediately. Sawyer and Dumbledore butting heads…. Oh No. Sawyer starts to scratch his hand, I pretend not to notice. Dumbldore laughs, "Well, that's what i said young man. And all of the faculty have said that this is the best option." He turns to me. "You'll be attending all classes with him, and meals at the Slytherin table. You're also both be in choir." Sawyer's eyes go wide and he drops his head on the table. "This is unnecessary, he's not gonna make it at the slytherin table." Dumbledore laughs lightly. "Just have him bake cookies, there very good." He turns back to me. "All of the faculty says thank you. Especially Slughorn." Nothing about this is helping Sawyer, the scratching on his arms just gets faster and harder. "Sir, i'm in honor classes, he's not." Dumbledore chuckles, and nods at Sawyer. "Then help him, you're each others responsibility now." Dumbledore looks at the banana I dropped. "Hudson," He says looking at me, mischievously. "I'm Surprised by you...I know how much you love bananas." I don't get it, but Sawyer instantly blanches. Is he suggesting......no way! "I'm done, I can't do this." Sawyer stands up and walks out of the room. "W-w-what!" I sputter. Dumbledor just shakes his head. "Gays have an excellent gaydar, Hudson." I felt my face turn red, He was implying about me and Sawyer! Dumbledore smirks. "You should follow him, as Huffle buddy you're responsible for his Physical and Mental health. While his responsibility is to help your academic average." I nod and head for the door. "Oh, and Hudson," He calls from behind me, I stop. "If your not already, start carrying band-aids. You might need them." He says, and I walk out the door. And go look for Sawyer. Naturally I go to the Slytherin commons first. Sal says he's in his room, so in I go… I guess. "What are you doing here?" A Slytherin girl with serious attitude asks. "I don't have to answer that." I say to her, not even looking at her I just walk to Sawyer's room. The moment I walk through the door I am met with a book being thrown at me, a thick textbook, that was thrown weakly buy just hard enough to hurt if it hits me. Thank god for quidditch because of my reflexes I caught the book. "Dude that was unnecessary." Sawyer just glares at me. "Get out, i'm not doing this stupid hufflebuddy thing." I sigh and set the book on a shelf and walk over to Sawyer, who was clearly stressing himself out. "We both know you don't have a choice, why don't we just talk about this."