Mirror Of Erised.

Things have been pretty hectic but I managed to come out with the Second Chapter to Mirror Of Erised. It has been beta'd by celes19</lj>.

Title: Mirror Of Erised
Author: ME!
Pairing: Pete/Patrick (maybe some Andy/Joe 'coz I'm original like that)
Rating: PG-13 for this one R later.
Summary: The Hogwarts edition of our lovely pairing. You do the math.
Disclaimer: I do not own England, J.K. Rowling, Hogwarts, or Fall Out Boy (they aren't even british!!!)
Author's Notes: Enjoy!! POV in Third Person
Dedication: cheshire_cat94</lj>for this lovely Idea for this fic, thanks to her witty comment! Props to her!

Chapter 1: One man will look into this mirror and se himself exactly as he is.


The next morning started with Pete waking up and realizing today was Monday. Mondays meant he had a class with Ravenclaw.

"Oh shit!" he thought out loud, waking Joe.

"What now, Pete?" he groaned. It took about 40 seconds (Pete actually counted) when Joe realized it as well.

"Shit!" Pete rolled his eyes and nodded.

"I know, right?"

"Shut -the fuck- up."

"Language, Trohman. Get off your ass and get ready, I want to eat breakfast," Pete retorted playfully. Joe scoffed but got up anyways.
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After getting dressed, Pete and Joe headed for the Great Hall, took a seat where they could see Patrick and Andy, and started eating.

"So trials for Quidditch start Wednesday afternoon. You ready?" Joe inquired, taking a bite of his toast and jelly.

"Joe, that's like what, two days away, what is wrong with you?" Pete snapped, mouth full egg.

Joe pretended to look hurt but looked like a sour duck and Pete started laughing. The bell rang and Joe perked up immediately.

"Come on, Pete we have to go!" He started tugging on his sleeve impatiently, "Do you not want to see Patrick? And damn you're heavy!" he panted.

"Yes I want to see Patrick and I am not heavy, you're just as strong as a Pigmy-Puff!"

"Whatever, I have a Pigmy-Puff and they are a lot stronger! Now get up!"

Oh wow, you have out-gayed yourself haven't you? Pete wanted to say, but was cut off by a very flamboyant calling, "Oh, Peteyyyyyyy!!!!!!"

"Fuck! Alright, just grab your food and we'll exit through the window, or something!" Joe shrieked.

"Very funny Trohman. Any more funny jokes in that empty space?" William scoffed. Behind him were his very weird friends, Mikey Way, Brendon Urie, and Ryan Ross; or what Hogwarts call them, "The Queer Team."

"Yeah, I do and they start with your momma!" Joe snapped back, glaring.

"So, Pete, I heard you're the captain of Gryffindor's Quidditch team, congratulations." Pete heard a "Not" over where Mikey was standing.

"Just to let you know, Jon Walker is the captain of our Quidditch team," William explained with a bitchy attitude.

"So what?" Joe mocked, with a fake William Beckett shriek.

William just smirked. "Just ask Petey here, he should know all about it." And with that he left, his "Queer Team" following after him.

Joe took the opportunity to ask. "What the fuck was that all about?"

Pete only answered with a muffled "Nothing, come on." He brushed pass Joe quickly, and towards the Potions classroom.
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Pete and Jon Walker, went out for a few months. It was all "love" and all that shit, until Jon never really was his self anymore.

"Why didn't you send me a message yesterday?" Pete whined to his boyfriend.

"Because, if I sent you a message that meant I wasn't busy. When I didn't that meant I was busy," he snapped angrily.

"What's that supposed to mean, you're too busy to see someone who matters?"

"Yes, it does."

"Then I don't matter?"

"No, it means I don't care, alright? You know what, maybe this relationship was a horrible mistake. I'm breaking up with you, Pete." And with that he left not saying another word.

A few days later, Pete caught Jon with Spencer Smith in the Trophy Room, sucking his neck with his hands in his pants. Pete never really loved again until he saw Patrick. Well, maybe not love, but kind of close.
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"Alright, alright. Have a seat!" the Potions teacher, Professor Ray Toro called out to the class.

Patrick took a seat next to Andy, sitting across from Frank Iero and Bert McCracken.

Patrick looked around and finally caught Pete's eye. He smiled broadly and beamed at Pete's wide return.

The rest of the class was blur, except for Pete, and watching Andy stare at Joe gleefully. He did not write down a single note the Professor was saying, which is weird because he's usually all-around class.

After class, Patrick gathered his things and walked into the hall with Andy. He was almost on the verge to insanity listening to Andy talk about Joe until Pete came up beside him.

"Hey."

"Hey," Patrick replied, looking down at the floor.

"Um, I'm having Quidditch try outs Wednesday afternoon. Do you want to come over and see? We could hang out afterwards."

Patrick couldn't believe his ears. He nodded eagerly. "Yeah sure, see you later."

"See you later, Joe!" Andy called out, almost dreamily.

"What?" Patrick asked.

"Joe asked me out, after Quidditch try outs!" he squealed. Patrick told him what Pete asked him and Andy stood mouth-open.

"Awesome! It'll be like, a double date?" Andy questioned.

"Yeah, I think it will." Patrick sighed.
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