[CR: G] Books and Fire sides

[Jac Shaw]

Jac was curled up in a tub chair next to the fire place. She had a large book on her lap and her usually black but now a ginger red and fell around her face. She read feverishly and payed no attention to the people around her. Well not until someone spoke to her...

((come on! you know you want to, just join in, I don't bite!))

[Ron Weasley]

"You look familiar," Ron said jokingly, a lop sided grin on his face. He had initially mistaken her for his younger sister but realised as he moved closer she was missing the Weasley's famous freckles. Sitting down next to her, he pulled out his chessboard in front of them and grinned, a coc.ky expression on his face.

"Up for some chess?"

[Jac Shaw]

Jac squeaked and her hair shot a violent shade of bubble gum blue. "What?" she said, looking up at the boy, "oh um yeah, why not!" She closed her book and put it onto the floor and turned to face the board, crossing her legs. Her hair washed into it's black state but pink streaks came up. "Let's!" she smiled.

[Ron Weasley]

Ron blinked dumbly, his hand stopping halfway in his reach to the chessboard. "You... Your..." He paused, his eyes widening slightly, "Your hair..."

Making a face, he tilted his head to one side and continued to stare. "Your- Your hair keeps changing... Did you know?" He asked stupidly, still slightly shocked.

[Jac Shaw]

Jac stared in confusion, "what about my hair?" she asked and then realised what he was on about. "Uh, yeah, I know! Freaked my mum out the first time it happened but it's normal now. Does it bother you?" she teased.

[Ron Weasley]

Ron shook his head, "No... Though, I find it a bit strange..." He watched it for a moment, half-expecting it to go green, or some other colour, before shaking his head once more and turning to the chessboard. "Erm, right. So... Chess, then."

He snuck another look, opening gaping.

Ron was always a tad tactless.

[Jac Shaw]

Jac smiled at Ron. "Metamorphmagus," she said slowly, flicking her hair over her shoulder, it shining a dark blue, "being able to change your appearance and all that jazz. But my hair and cheeks tend to change with my temper." She smiled at the boy in front of her and added, "I'm Jac, by the way, Jac Biggerstall."

[Ron Weasley]

Ron's eyes widened and he leaned forward, as to get a closer look. "Wow, really?" The chessboard lay completely forgotten on the table as he tilted his head to one side and then the other. "Brilliant!" In his excitement, he forgot to introduce himself, and instead kept staring.

Returning to reality, he blushed and held out a hand. "Ronald Weasley. But please call me Ron." He added desperately, offering a half-smile.

[Jac Shaw]

Jac giggled, her hair turning a shocking bubble gum blue, and she smiled at Ron. "Well, it's a pleasure to meet you Ronald Weasley but please call me Ron." She smiled at her own joke and her eyes became like the sea after a storm.