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i m a g i n e · 09-08-2010, 01:01 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Hollister

Smelling the chocolate so close to him now, Jack was ready to endure what he hadn’t endured in a long time; that feeling of being so happy that it hurt your jaw to smile, because you were doing to so much. Yes, chocolate was not something he should have all the time, but once in a while wasn’t going to hurt him. The only part that Jack didn’t like about chocolate was the sugar crash. The sugar crash made him sleepy, cranky, angry and unapproachable, and was also the main reason he wasn’t allowed chocolate. It was hard to stay friends with Jack if you’d come across him when on a sugar crash. However, on a sugar rush, he wasn’t that bad, a lot happier and bouncier than usual, but better than a crash. Jack was sure Savannah would love him when he was on a high with chocolate.

But Jack’s dream was short lived, as he thought he was alone. He jumped at the sound of a sharp, stern voice, causing the chocolate frog to drop onto the floor, and make a break for it. He gasped to get his breath back, but was more worried about the frog than his heart, and turned to see who the hell thought it would be funny to make him lose his chocolate like that, only by turning around, the wand that was point at the back of his head, was now pointing between his eyes. EEK. “You made me drop my chocolate frog!” Jack whined, ignoring the girl’s question, and even ignoring her accent which made it so blatantly obvious who it was, unless it was a Beauxbaton student. He couldn’t really see the girl’s face, just her silhouette and her wand which was still pointing at him, but because it was this dark, it meant it was going to be harder to look for the frog.

“What are YOU doing here? And why haven’t you got the lights on, love? I can’t possibly find my chocolate in the dark.” To be honest, he wasn’t sure if he wanted to go bother looking for it, since it was now on the floor, and God knows when the floor was last swept. He would have to deal with this girl first before going on the hunt under the desks.

Cosette's wand was still brightly illuminating around her, making her eyes almost water. To much bright light often led to her wanting to gauge her eyes out, it hurt so much. Raising it from between the lads eyes, she pointed it up and muttered, "Incendio." setting all the sconces on the walls to light up with fire. Turning around, after making sure every sconce was lit, she turned back on the lad. Wait.. Jack?

"Jack, what in ze world are you doing here?" She said, her accent slipping up and smoldering some of her speech. Bending down, she stashed her wand in her black lace up combat boots. Straightening herself up, she flicked away a few long wavy strands of hair from her eyes, running them behind her ear afterward. "What are you doing muddling around in an abandoned classroom?"

Wait, chocolate? He was upset over chocolate. She looked down at her feet to see an empty box of Chocolate Frogs and an escaped frog. Looking up at him with a lopsided frown, she realized she aided with the frogs escape. Woops. "Pardon moi, amour. I'm sorry I interrupted." Frowning, she walked back over to her drawing pad. Running her hand over the muse, her blue rose and blue bell flames, she conjured them away, making a pop and they disappeared. "I was simply sketching." She lifted up her sketch pad, showing the same thing she had just disappeared away. It was a good sketch, even if it was hurried.

09-08-2010, 01:01 PM	#14 (permalink)
i m a g i n e Plimpy Join Date: May 2004 Location: Kirkwall Posts: 15,042 Hogwarts RPG Name: Fauna L. Gregor Sixth Year	Grey Warden ✗ Fenris ♥ ✗ Archdemon Slayer ✗ Champion of Kirkwall Quote: Originally Posted by Hollister Smelling the chocolate so close to him now, Jack was ready to endure what he hadn’t endured in a long time; that feeling of being so happy that it hurt your jaw to smile, because you were doing to so much. Yes, chocolate was not something he should have all the time, but once in a while wasn’t going to hurt him. The only part that Jack didn’t like about chocolate was the sugar crash. The sugar crash made him sleepy, cranky, angry and unapproachable, and was also the main reason he wasn’t allowed chocolate. It was hard to stay friends with Jack if you’d come across him when on a sugar crash. However, on a sugar rush, he wasn’t that bad, a lot happier and bouncier than usual, but better than a crash. Jack was sure Savannah would love him when he was on a high with chocolate. But Jack’s dream was short lived, as he thought he was alone. He jumped at the sound of a sharp, stern voice, causing the chocolate frog to drop onto the floor, and make a break for it. He gasped to get his breath back, but was more worried about the frog than his heart, and turned to see who the hell thought it would be funny to make him lose his chocolate like that, only by turning around, the wand that was point at the back of his head, was now pointing between his eyes. EEK. “You made me drop my chocolate frog!” Jack whined, ignoring the girl’s question, and even ignoring her accent which made it so blatantly obvious who it was, unless it was a Beauxbaton student. He couldn’t really see the girl’s face, just her silhouette and her wand which was still pointing at him, but because it was this dark, it meant it was going to be harder to look for the frog. “What are YOU doing here? And why haven’t you got the lights on, love? I can’t possibly find my chocolate in the dark.” To be honest, he wasn’t sure if he wanted to go bother looking for it, since it was now on the floor, and God knows when the floor was last swept. He would have to deal with this girl first before going on the hunt under the desks. Cosette's wand was still brightly illuminating around her, making her eyes almost water. To much bright light often led to her wanting to gauge her eyes out, it hurt so much. Raising it from between the lads eyes, she pointed it up and muttered, "Incendio." setting all the sconces on the walls to light up with fire. Turning around, after making sure every sconce was lit, she turned back on the lad. Wait.. Jack? "Jack, what in ze world are you doing here?" She said, her accent slipping up and smoldering some of her speech. Bending down, she stashed her wand in her black lace up combat boots. Straightening herself up, she flicked away a few long wavy strands of hair from her eyes, running them behind her ear afterward. "What are you doing muddling around in an abandoned classroom?" Wait, chocolate? He was upset over chocolate. She looked down at her feet to see an empty box of Chocolate Frogs and an escaped frog. Looking up at him with a lopsided frown, she realized she aided with the frogs escape. Woops. "Pardon moi, amour. I'm sorry I interrupted." Frowning, she walked back over to her drawing pad. Running her hand over the muse, her blue rose and blue bell flames, she conjured them away, making a pop and they disappeared. "I was simply sketching." She lifted up her sketch pad, showing the same thing she had just disappeared away. It was a good sketch, even if it was hurried.