Post by LittleDeadGrrl on Jul 24, 2011 10:00:08 GMT -5
-Jack had been distracted for days. All he could think about was how pissed Quinn had looked at him and he still wasn't sure what he had done wrong. He'd tried to defend him and for that the little Gryffindor had snapped at him, all but yelled, and stormed off. He sighed a bit as he sat in the great hall with his group of friends and a pretty Ravenclaw leaning against him smiling all sweet and pretty and trying to get his attention. His focus should be on the next quidditch match but it was a million miles away. Finally he sighed a bit annoyed and got up excusing himself as he walked away and moved down the hallway trying to focus on something when he finally just gave up. He went down the hall and leaned against the wall and waited.-
-When Quinn got out of his history class he'd find Jack standing there leaned against the wall looking stunning. Perfect really. He had that charisma that few could match, the wildness in his eyes, his hair, the little half smirk. As Quinn walked off assuming Jack was there for someone else no doubt the older Gryffindor moved in closer and grabbed his arm a bit roughly but it wasn't painful by any means .... -
I wanna talk to you ... got a minute?
-He asked letting him go slowly as he stared down with those dark orbs. His group of friends had gone quiet looking a bit stunned that Quinn was being paid such special attention by the Gryffindor boy, that he'd waited for him outside his classroom door, or that he even fucking knew what class he was in. Course Jack hadn't known, he'd just asked one of the younger years and they'd told him looking a bit pale and sick the boy was talking to them. Jack waited expectantly and when Quinn agreed he motioned for him to follow him. They walked down the hall as Jack spoke ... -
So ... you wanna tell me why you got so mad at me? I mean maybe I misread what happened between you and Zillah ... but sorry you looked beaten up and he's HIM I assumed he had hurt you ... still don't see why had to storm off when I asked you to come sit with me while I played quidditch ... I thought you'd like it
-He quirked a brow staring down at him patiently ... -
-When Quinn got out of his history class he'd find Jack standing there leaned against the wall looking stunning. Perfect really. He had that charisma that few could match, the wildness in his eyes, his hair, the little half smirk. As Quinn walked off assuming Jack was there for someone else no doubt the older Gryffindor moved in closer and grabbed his arm a bit roughly but it wasn't painful by any means .... -
I wanna talk to you ... got a minute?
-He asked letting him go slowly as he stared down with those dark orbs. His group of friends had gone quiet looking a bit stunned that Quinn was being paid such special attention by the Gryffindor boy, that he'd waited for him outside his classroom door, or that he even fucking knew what class he was in. Course Jack hadn't known, he'd just asked one of the younger years and they'd told him looking a bit pale and sick the boy was talking to them. Jack waited expectantly and when Quinn agreed he motioned for him to follow him. They walked down the hall as Jack spoke ... -
So ... you wanna tell me why you got so mad at me? I mean maybe I misread what happened between you and Zillah ... but sorry you looked beaten up and he's HIM I assumed he had hurt you ... still don't see why had to storm off when I asked you to come sit with me while I played quidditch ... I thought you'd like it
-He quirked a brow staring down at him patiently ... -