Late nights were the only moments in which Julian and you could be seen together. Two men dating, seen in broad daylight; a scandal. While most of your friend group consisted with people like you, it would not be massively accepted, and both of you would rather save the public judgement.

It was, most of the time, alright. Neither of you minded all that much— well, except for those times you had to watch girls flirt with the both of you. You had secret codes only the pair of you understood. Codes between best mates, that was what everyone seemed to think.

Like whenever Julian won a Quidditch match, he would glance your way, and smile briefly, with an eyebrow raised higher than the other; a special smile for you. It was all special, all in secret.

Past curfew was only one of the few moments you got to be a normal couple. There was this little habit of yours, sitting by the Black Lake, listening to David Bowie on the Walkman Lily had got you from the muggle world.

Due to the headphones consisting of just one piece, Julian' head had to be right on your shoulder in order for him to be able to even listen to the music playing. His fingers drumming along and a light hum escaping out of his lips. “This is much nicer than whatever Remus and Sirius are doing right now… poor Moony is probably trying to get Pads to study.” He chuckled. “Pointless cause.”