[Gryf C. Room] In need of a laugh

[Jac Shaw]

The atmosphere in the empty common room when Jac arrived for her free after lunch was smotheringly calm and surprisingly cool. She had been hoping to find someone in the common room, even if she didn't know them. For Jac, company was always welcome.

Sighing heavily, and feeling rather silly at her somber mood, she stumbled to the table and flopped into a chair. Her large pile of books puffed up a large cloud of dust and the thud echoed through the room. I sure do hope I'm not alone for long, she thought, leaning on her elbow and began aimlessly flapping through the pages of the book at top of her pile.

[Dean Winchester]

Dean stumbled into the Commen Room, trying to stem the flow of a bloody nose " Epithky" he slurred. HE looked around and saw Jac sitting on the couch, seeming slightly sad. "Coud yo hep me?" he asked pittifully, he cursed himself for seeming so weak.

[Jac Shaw]

Jac jumped four feet into the air when another Gryffie barged into the common room. 'What the heck ...' she began before realizing she had actually heard what the guy had said. 'Oh yeah,' she chocked, jumping up and leading him a seat. 'What happened?' she asked, crouching next to him but when he looked at her to reply she put his head back. As he began, Jac, smiling gently, began to yank tissues out of her pocket and shove them up his nose. 'I think the actual bleeding has stopped. This is for what's left.'

[Dean Winchester]

"Just a fist fight. Some boy in the hall... bothering my sister." Dean muttered as he tried to get a breath. He squeezed his eyes shut for a second and blinked a few times "Thanks." he held out his hand "DEan Winchester, and you are?"

[Jac Shaw]

Jac sniffed, clearly uninpressed, and said curtly, 'Jac Biggerstall.' She pulled a cloth out of her pocket, which would have amused her squib cousin to no end as the cloth was slightly damp and perfect to use in this particular instance. She gently held Dean's chin with her free hand and began wipping the dry blood away gently.

Jac's eyes were now emerald green, her hair shimmering blood red, and she met Dean's eyes. After a moments silence, Jac piped up, 'a fist fight, huh? It's that a bit muggle-ish or was it simply childish?' She pressed the side of his nose angrily, hoping it would hurt. 'But you say you were protecting your sister so I suppose your action were honourable enough. Usually when my little brother get's in trouble , I let him handle it,' she let go of his face letting her hands fall into her lap, then smiled, 'how else is he supposed to learn?'

[Dean Winchester]

Dean sat obediantly still as she wiped his chin clean and hoped the red tinge of a blush was hidden by the redness of his face from the punches. "Well my sister shouldn't have to learn lessons about creeps who think it's cool to stalk." he muttered angrily and winced as she pushed onto his nose "That was uncalled for. And besides, it was a Slytherin" he added in defence. "Someone's got to tell them that they don't rule the world!"His fists became clenched just at the thought of the Slytherin boy.

He did a double take as Jac's hair and eyes were changed. "Oh" he said softly.

[Jac Shaw]

Jac smiled as the boy noticed the change in her hair-colour. Impulsively, she flushed her hair a brilliant red to match her house colours. She flicked her hair over her shoulders and smiled at him. She extended her hand, smiling mischievously, then said, "Jac Biggerstall, please to meet you!"

This would be the typical Gryffie, she thought, hatred for Slytherins, impulsiveness, brash temper, hot-headed, good looking... Jac smile broadened as the last came to mind.

[Dean Winchester]

"Dean Winchester, the pleasure is all mine" he grinned at her and although he knew he looked like a fool, he just kept grinning. "Very impressive, that power you have." he siad, shaking her hand.

[Jac Shaw]

Jac laughed and nodded, "yeah! You can call it that!" Jac changed her hair back to black and her eyes became a cool sea blue. She held Dean's chin and moved his face from side to side, "you'll be fine! But might want to put some ice on that eye." She pulled herself onto the seat next to Dean and smiled at him.

The common room was once again quiet and Jac had run out of chit-chat. She was going to tease Dean again about the foolishness of his muggle style fighting but remembered she had already done that. So now they sat in silence, Jac smiling and looking at Dean.

[Dean Winchester]

"I don't need ice" Dean said abashedly "I should be fine. I've had worse injuries than this" his mind flashed to the large burn scar on his arm and he shook himself mentally to rid himself of that nights events. "So Jac, what is a pretty girl like you doing all alone in the Commen Room?" he teased slightly.

[Jac Shaw]

Jac laughed. "Me? Pretty?" she said in shock, and put a hand to her chest. "You must have been hit harder then you thought," she said jokingly. "But to answer your question," she said, all mirth gone from her voice, "I have no idea what I'm doing here."

She looked at the table where she had been sitting and began to speak in a low voice, "I know I have lots of work to do but I can't be bothered and I could go to the lake but I couldn't be bothered either and there are a thousand and one things I could do but in every case I just couldn't be bothered."

[Dean Winchester]

"Well then, we'll just have to think of something to do Jac." Dean grinned at her brightly. "How about a game of Wizard's Chess. Undoubtedly you'll beat me, 'cause frankly I suck at it... but still, it's fun." he shrugged "How about it then?" he asked.

[Jac Shaw]

Jac smiled at Dean and snorted slightly. "Sure," she said, "let's!" She hadn't played in a while, not since she and Alex had played during the holidays. She had beaten him then, but he was 12 and had been concentrating on his meal rather then the game. Jac didn't fancy herself a great chess player but agreed, "it is fun!"

[Dean Winchester]

Dean raised his wand Accio Chess game he thought forcefully. His set came wizzing down the stair case and landed on his lap. He set it up quickly at grinned at Jac "White moves first" he said, nodding for Jace ot move.

[Jac Shaw]

Jac smiled as the chess board appeared and nodded to Dean. "Queen's Knight to C2," she said confidently. She watched as the knight jumped over the pawn in front of it and then shifted on block to the left. That was Jac's favourite move and she loved watching the knight's jump.