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Hollister
Watching Coestte seductively eat bread was strange. Jack wasn't sure you could something so tedious, so seductively. Okay, maybe she wasn't even trying, but the way she eat just some butter and bread made Jack not really want to eat anything; just is case he did it wrong. He still felt that he had lost some intelligence sitting here, because some Ravvies had stolen it because he was a Slytherin, not meant to be here. Really, you should feel more intelligent when you sit here, but not for Jack.
He knew that that was a lie. A girl like Cosette loved to be surrounded by people, especially men. Especially men who looked like Jack. Thus is being perfect that he so happened to come across her when she was all alone. "Of course you do." He smirked, thinking about taking some of the bread, but then deciding not to. Jack followed her eyes to a Beauxbaton boy. They were better than the Durmstrang boys, since they really made him feel like a little girl with their muscles and their facial hair and their masculinity. But a Beauxbaton boy was still competition.
GRRRR.
His head slowly turned back to Cosette. "And is this dashing young man me? Or Beauxbaton boy?"
Cosette had to say, she had done a lot within the past few days. With snogging a few guys in Diagon Alley, to snogging a few on the train. Getting her hair nearly pulled out by a crazy Slytherin girl & then finding out the triwizard tournament would be happening this year. She had a feeling this year was going to be.. interesting, to say the least. Taking one more bite of the baguette, she licked her lips and set it on her plate. Wiping her hands, she looked up at Jack and smiled.
"And you found it just the perfect time to come and swoop me off my feet?" A little flirting couldn't be wrong, right?
After his rather peeved look at the Beauxbatons boy and comment to her, she let out a small chuckle. Quickly putting her hand to her mouth to stifle it, she wiggled her index finger at him.
"Of course not, I don't even know the lad." She moved her hand and placed it on the side of his cheek, a twinkle in her eye.
"I did just come from Beauxbatons. He looked like someone I might have seen in the halls." She might have, but didn't really know him. She must though. It would be nice to know a few fellow people from her homeland. She missed France with a passion. But being around all these guys did make up for it.
With a smile, she moved her hand from his face and moved to pick up her pumpkin juice. Sipping on it, her eyes went big.
"Are you going to put your name in the Goblet? I think I just might." Seeing as she would be turning seventeen this year, she might as well.