Darius shrugged. He did not ask his brother about his relationships with other girls. He simply did not care about that and he would never get tired of explaining this to everyone.
“That name means nothing to me. Why should I know a Hufflepuff anyway?“ Darius shook his head. Seriously, why? He had nothing in common with them, nor had they anything to talk about. He plugged his lips when she continued, soon making him laugh. “My brother is dating this Alice? From Hufflepuff? Seriously? You know, that also makes me feel worried,“ he admitted. He'd rather if his brother would marry Shadow for example, but not Alice. But then again, he was nothing but an older brother and in this case he could do nothing.
“I see. What ever he is planning, I'd suggest you trusting him.“ That was all that he could say on this topic. If she was really his best friend, then she should not doubt about his decisions.
He poked her shoulder with his fist. Well, at least she agreed with him on one point. Keeping a diary was good. At some points in his life Darius had also considered it, but as soon as he really opened this small book he bought for himself, he could not write anything down. Perhaps it was because he did not have anything to write. He closed his eyes for a moment, trying to imagine himself in the dormitory, copying down everything that happened with him on that day.
“Dear diary,
today I woke up at 5 am, had a nice shower, had my vegetarian breakfast, skipped some lessons, attended some lessons, skipped a lesson again and then I went to the library but as there is nothing interesting to do, I went to the Slytherin's rooms and did at least half of my homework. I want to go home and I want to buy myself a new cat.“
Yep, that would be it. Girls, he supposed, wrote it with a bigger emotion. “Hey, that does not mean that I can't listen. To make you feel better, I can even make a face that I actually care and your problems and concerns about boys interest me.“ Hell, he could even pick another rose and give it to her if that would stop her being moody and sad. When she continued, he leaned his head back and looked towards the sky. It was a rare sight. Clear, blue sky with pretty white clouds. Darius loved summer and spring.
“I don't know,“ he admitted. “What if he really likes this... Longbottom girl, but is afraid of telling you? You should approach him with this topic, or, if you want, I can talk with him about that.“