John's p.o.v

We awoke to the crisp morning air. I slowly opened my eyes. The light temporarily blinded me, but once my eyes adjusted I saw the ground hundreds of feet below.
"Sherlock!" I shouted a bit too loud. I had forgotten that we were sharing a sleeping bag. His arms tightened their grip around my waist. He brought his lips up to kiss the skin behind my ear.
"Morning." He whispered in my ear.
"Sherlock we're on the cliff edge. I can literally see the tops the trees."
"What? How'd this happen? We need to get back to school."
"Yeah. Snape's training starts today." Sherlock slipped out of the sleeping bag and slowly helped me back over the cliff edge. I jumped with a bit too much force and knocked both of us over. Sherlock landed flat on his back whilst I landed on top of him. We giggled until Sherlock finally shut me up with a kiss.
"I love you, John."
"I love you too, Sherlock." That set us off laughing again.
"We should go. Snape's waiting for us." I teleported the sleeping stuff to the Gryffindor common room. Sherlock then used Dumbledore's preferred spell to bring us to the edge of the forbidden forest. We could barely see the courtyard up ahead. We continued walking till we saw Snape standing in the mist surrounded by training dummies. Molly paced back and forth across the length of the area Snape had set up for us to train. Sebastian and Jim were no where to be found. Probably snogging. Sherlock and I joined the others. We were no longer holding hands. I suppose now was not the time to come out. I hadn't even thought about it before. Being with Sherlock just felt right. I hadn't even thought about my sexuality, let alone question it. I guess Sherlock is my sexuality. I hope the others accepted us. Who am kidding? Almost every time I see Jim he has a new hickey that only could come from Sebastian. Speak of the devil, Jim came into the field just then dragging a wary and reluctant Sebastian behind him. They were a complete mess. Jim's neck was covered in black and blue bruises, red marks, teeth marks, and a small amount of blood. The insides of his and Sebastian's lips were dusted with blood as well. Their ties were crooked and their usually immaculate hair was hanging in front of their eyes. It was obvious that they basically had to be Pried from each other by Hagrid who was making sure they got here without starting to snog again. Sebastian's hand was protectively around Jim's waist.
"Mr.Moriarty, do you mind showing us how to use the Expelliarmus charm on that dummy?" Snape asked pointing to the nearest dummy. Sebastian's hand recoiled from Jim's waist, but not before sliding down and squeezing his bum. Jim made a sharp, pleased yelp before recovering and going to disarm the dummy. We all took turns using different spells to defeat the dummies. Snape and Hagrid pretended not to notice Jim and Sebastian's flirting and the fact that they literally couldn't keep their hands off each other, and continued to train those of us who weren't busy winking and touching every part of the original one's face and chest. At about five o'clock Snape excused us. We decided to go to one of the small cafés across the river. We took a seat at the table in the corner. Jim sat on Sebastian's lap and they once again started making out. I couldn't stand sitting next to them.
"I'm going to order. What does everyone want?"
"Pumpkin spice latte." Molly replied not taking her eyes off Sherlock's face.
"You know what I like." Sherlock turned and winked at me making my face go all hot. I walked up to the counter.
"Can I help you love?" The girl on at the counter looked about my age. I remembered her from school. Her name was Mary Morstan according to her name tag.
"One pumpkin spice latte, and two coffees, black please."
"Coming right up cutie." She winked. I went back to the seat where Molly and Sherlock sat. I noticed Jim and Sebastian were gone. It probably got so heated that they couldn't stay in a public area. Disgusting. Not that their love is disgusting, just the fact that they are always showing their love in public in semi inappropriate ways thats disgusting. Sherlock and I would never be like that. At least I hoped not. Molly kept inching closer to my lover and making obvious attempts to flirt. Sherlock barely noticed seen as how he was too busy looking at me. The waitress came back with our coffees and started flirting with me again. Why did Sherlock and I have to be so attractive?! I swear it was a curse! I noticed more heads turning and giggling. We weren't meant to hear but we could. A group of girls were squealing about the two cute guys in the back of the restaurant. Mary and Molly were still attempting to flirt with us when I felt something. It was gut wrenching emotion that made my vision go red. Jealousy. Without realizing what I was doing I let the jealousy take over. Soon Sherlock's and my lips connected. My hands entangled with his hair and he grabbed my waist. When we pulled away I saw Mary's face had went as pale as a ghost.
"Erm, three ninety-five, sir." She finally mumbled. I handed her the money and turned to to Sherlock and Molly. Molly was uncomfortably looking away and sipping her latte. Sherlock took me in his arms. We sipped our coffee I silence and I couldn't have been happier.