Mutual feeling
Our tale starts in The Bloody Baron's favourite haunt, the dungeon corridor. His close friend Justin is having a very unusual conversation with him.
Justin sighed. "I really wish that I was a ghost, Norm."
The Bloody Baron muttered, "You don't really mean that, Finch-Fletchley."
Justin smiled slightly. "I do though and no, it's not because of a break up either."
The Bloody Baron asked, "Then, what's the real reason?"
Justin beamed, "I like you, Norm. As more than a friend. No, you know what? I love you and I want to be able to touch you."
The Bloody Baron smirked. "The feeling is mutual."
Justin frowned. "While our love for each other may be strong, we can never do all the things that lovers do. I want to hold your hand while walking down the street and I want to kiss you just because I can. This is unbearable."
The Bloody Baron gasped. "Do you mean all of that, Finch-Fletchley?"
Justin grinned. "I have never meant anything more in my life."
The Bloody Baron said, "I think that we will survive this obstacle. In fact, I think that it might make our love stronger."
Justin mumbled, "As lovely as that sentiment is, I still want to touch you more than anything else in this world."
The Bloody Baron reassured him, "My ghost friends will help us when the time comes."
Justin smiled. "I look forward to it."