Opposites attract?
Our story starts in the dungeon corridor. Justin and The Bloody Baron are bickering very, very loudly.
The Bloody Baron screamed. "We won't work, Finch-Fletchley!"
Justin calmly said, "Calm down, Norm. People are staring..."
The Bloody Baron muttered, "Fine, we will move this argument elsewhere."
Justin insisted, "After you."
The Bloody Baron chose an empty classroom at random and they entered it.
Justin promptly stated, "You may continue."
The Bloody Baron shouted, "We will never work!"
Justin asked, "Why?"
The Bloody Baron replied, "Two simple reasons, Finch-Fletchley. One, I'm a Slytherin and you're a Hufflepuff. Two, I'm a Pure-blood and you're a Mudblood."
Justin snarled. "Don't call me a mudblood."
The Bloody Baron sighed. "The Muggle saying, 'opposites attract' is a complete lie."
Justin grinned. "That's the most sensible thing that you have said all day, Norm."
The Bloody Baron smirked. "Is it?"
Justin nodded and assured him, "We work, my large bloody friend. Like peanut butter and jam. Like strawberries and cream. Like--"
The Bloody Baron interrupted, "Okay, okay, I get it. I'm sorry. I never imagined myself in love with a Muggle-born Hufflepuff. To tell you the truth, it scared me to death which is impossible as I'm already dead."
Justin responded, "I love you too."