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And there she went calling him 'Hot and Spicy' again. Only this time, it was a variation of the compliment. He still liked it though, it was much more creative in what he had been called before. He'd have to think of something just as imaginitive in order to woo a Ravenclaw. A nerdy Ravenclaw, in which she had called herself, actually. So, he wasn't being rude. "Of course. Then our fellow classmates can merely, bask in our awesomeness and our amazing ability to flirt." That much was true, seductive and mysterious; just how he liked it.
Though hand touching and the lip-biting really distracted him for a while, but not long enough for Jack to notice Coestte glance over at that boy again. The girls he had been talking with today kept doing that, and it was becoming annoying. They weren't even that special. Granted, they were very handsome men (not as beautiful as some of the girls that were visiting, mind you), but it was still very rude. Jack was doing well to not oogle at the girls! Oogling wasn't Jack's thing.
YES. She was older, that made it a lot more interesting. He thought about this, and even though he hated to admit it, He probably would. Because it would be such a downer on his day if Cosette got that pretty little head of hers ripped off by some sort of giant, or just disappeared in a maze. That and, it would be one less person he could kiss whenever he felt like, that REALLY sucked. Though now she had said it, he wondered if it would hurt Cosette's feelings if he said he wouldn't. But then would he look like a little girl if he said he did worry. Hmmmm. "Worried, yes. But I think more cheering you on, love." And then he could imagine if their was a swimming related round, in which Cosette would have to wear a swimsuit. Hehehe. "I wouldn't need to worry anway. You know how to take care of yourself."
Cosette let out small chuckle, trying to maintain her lady like image. Since she had arrived here at Hogwarts, she left the train and headed to the Great Hall, sitting at her designated Ravenclaw. Table, not wanting to intrude on anyone else's conversations, she kept to herself, thinking in her head of the plans and schemes she would be doing. Now that Quidditch would be canceled for the term, to her dismay, she would have a lot more time to work on her charm. Not that she needed any more work.
"Indeed they will. I wouldn't be surprised if a few on lookers got a tad jealous." She gave him a wry smile.
Noticing a charming smile from the Beauxbaton boy, she tried not to notice it. Jack was looking a bit tedious after seeing her subtle looks to the other boy. Seeing as she was with Jack & not the Beauxbaton boy, she would give Jack the full attention he deserved. Well, as long as he would stop being so jealous. She wasn't his to be kept to. She was a free woman. Looking over at the Beauxbaton boy, she shot him a charming smile as well. Customary to welcome another fellow French man, of course. Maybe that will ruffle up Jack's feathers a bit.
She could tell that he was thinking of the possibilities of what would happen to her if her name was called from the goblet. From the tales she heard, they were quite perilous. No matter, she had a feeling she could do them. With her vast knowledge of advanced spell work and quick wit, she might as well already be called. Smiling, she took a sip from her chalice again.
"Well, that is a good answer, amour." She brushed her hand over his, slightly.
"If I do get called, we shall have a celebration party. Just you and me." She pursed her lips into a slight coy smile. That should make him feel warm all over.