i m a g i n e | 09-20-2010 08:59 AM | Quote:
Originally Posted by Hollister
(Post 9794516)
Jack had heard about the room of requirement, he couldn’t remember really, but he knew that it was around, and quite frankly, it sounded awesome for him to read up on some things for homework, without anyone seeing his glasses. He could also eat some chocolate while he was there. Hehe. Now, he didn’t want anything specific, just a nice room which wouldn’t be distracting to his reading; Jack was easily distracted, as you may have noticed. After walking along a few corridors, he found it, but was annoyed to find that someone was already using it, making potions. Whyyyy? “You know you could just go to the potions classroom and do all this?” Jack wanted to be a lone in the room of requirement, not with some person brewing up so foul smelling thing, whatever it was; he hadn’t even decided that it was foul yet actually. He walked in anyway, because it took him long enough to actually find the place, he wasn’t going to just walk away from it. Upon realizing it was Cosette using the room, Jack felt more comfortable and less hostile and smirked. “Oh love, I didn’t know it was you.” Thank Merlin he wasn’t wearing his glasses in front of her, that would have been EMBARRASSING, even if they were quite sexeh. | Being the most paranoid and cautious person, Cosette had only heard the faint click of the door being opened before she got up from her chair, fast. She strode over in only a few steps, wand up in the air and the tip of it glowing, prepared to strike. Her father always called her Pthon, always ready to strike. She learned from the best. Noticing it was only Jack, again, she lowered her wand, her breath becoming steady again. She always held it when people crept up around her. It was a habit. "Jack, you need to stop doing zat. You know I can curse you into oblivion in a second." She said, rolling her gray eyes and pocketing her wand. She was a ticking time bomb when it came to protection and security. Trudging across the room in her combat boots, she walked behind the giant cauldron and set her hands on the brim. Nice and sturdy. She needed something stable enough to calm her nerves. Taking in a breath, she looked over and gave him a smile. "To what do I owe this great pleasure, amour?" |