[3 Broomsticks] Drinking and thinking

[Jac Shaw]

Jac was sitting at a small table in the back corner, her favourite spot, quietly drinking a butterbeer. She was watching people sitting at their respective tables drinking their respective drinks and talking to their respective friends.

She enjoied just sitting and watching them do what ever they do. Says a lot about people in general which Jac found facinating. She sipped her drink and looked around. Suddenly a person walked through the door which Jac recognized from school but could not put a name too.

[Dax Simmons]

Dax pushed opened the door into the three broomsticks and shivered. It was cold outside and this was the first place he could think of coming too. He looked around to see if he noticed anyone when he noticed a girl watching him. He looked over at her and gave a small smile. The Gryffindor girl seemed to be trying to work something out about him. He shook this off and walked to the bar. As he waited to be served he looked over his shoulder and saw the girl again.
“What can I get you?” asked the barman. Dax looked up at him and thought.
“Two butter beers please.”

After he paid for the drinks he picked up both mugs and walked over toward where the girl sat. the placed both on the table in front of her and smiled.
“For you after you have finished that one.” He gave her a cheeky smile and pulled up a stool.
“Is it ok for me to join you?”

[Jac Shaw]

Jac drained her glass and nodded, pulling the new drink towards herself. She began to think about where she had seen this hufflepuff before but just couldn't seem to remember where. It had been fairly recently, but when?

She sipped her beer and set the mug down. She stretched out her hand and said, "Jac Biggerstall, pleased to meet you." She shot the boy her crooked smiled and her hair turned ginger, face full of freckle.

[Dax Simmons]

Dax shot another smile at Jac while shaking her hand.
“Well Jac. I’m Dax Simmons.” He gave a small bow of his head and sat down while taking a sip of his drink. He looked at he as her hair colour changed. His eyes grew wide and his mouth dropt open.
“Wow. That is special.” After it registered in his head that his mouth was hanging open and he was staring at Jac his face turned red and he looked to the table.
“Erm...Sorry. I bet you get that a lot.”
He ran his hand through his hair and looked back at Jac. Dax felt like a right old idiot, he took a deep breath and was trying to think of something to move this first meeting along. But the only word that he was able to get out his mouth was "Sorry"

[Jac Shaw]

Jac giggled and smiled at the red faced hufflepuff. "Look, you can do it too!" She laughed and her hair turned neon pink. "Yeah," she giggled, "it's cool! I do get it all the time so don't worry about it." She sipped her butterbeer and smiled at Dax.

"But I can't decide on one specific colour. It always changes but I could just keep it one colour if I tried hard. But I wouldn't know what colour it should be." She smiled again and freckles once again flushed across her face.

[Dax Simmons]

Dax started to laugh again and leaned back on his chair.
“Well I like the freckles and the pink does suit you.” He smiled at her and sighed. All four legs of his chair touched the floor and he leaned on the table looking at Jac.
“This may sound rash but…” Dax broke off and blinked a few times, his confidence was leaving him faster then it had arrived.

“I was just thinking…if you have nothing better to do…if you would not mind…erm…doing something this evening?” He took a huge breath and looked at Jac. His heart was pounding and he was regretting it already. “Sorry that was stupid of me. You hardly know me. I…I’m sorry. Lets forget I said anything erm…want another drink.” He spun around to look over his shoulder at the bar.

[Jac Shaw]

Jac smiled at Dax's embarrassment, it made her face feel hot and it filled with even more freckles (if that was even possible). She was happy to forget it but her curious gryffindor ways egged her to drive the point home. "Well, yes please," she said, draining her mug.

She ran her fingers through her pink hair and flicked it out of her face. "So ..." she said as coolly as she could, "what ... what where you going to ask?" she asked casually.

[Dax Simmons]

Dax could feel the heat rising in his face and as he looked into his empty mug he could see a reflection in the bottom of a very red faced Hufflepuff. He took a deep breath and shot a smile at Jac. She seemed to be interested in what he had to say, panicking Dax even more. He looked around and noticed that Jac had finished her drink. He took hold of the mug and shot up toward the bar.

Dear God. What should I to say? He ran his hand threw his hair and turned around and waved at Jac. He turned around again rather quickly back to the bar and picked up the drinks. With another deep breath he turned around and walked over the Jac. As he approached he slid her drink across the table with a smile and sat down himself.

“I was going to ask if well you would like to have a late night stroll tonight. Call me an old romantic but there is no way better to get to know a girl then under star light and a nice box of chocolates.” He gave her a wink and took a swig of his drink. “Although pubs are very good as well but the atmosphere is not there.” He gave a weak laugh and looked toward Jac longing for an answer.

[Jac Shaw]

Jac smiled at Dax. "Sounds like an idea," she said, taking the glass and sipping it. She set it down and looked back up at Dax. "Though," she added as an after thought, "you can keep the chocolates, not a huge chocolate fan ... when I can help it, of course!"

[Dax Simmons]

Dax smiled at Jac as she agreed. However when she said she did not like chocolates Dax gave a small laugh.
“Fair enough then. I never understood the hype about chocolate myself. It is nice , yes but when you have serious cravings for it now that is not right.” He gave another small chuckle and looked over at Jac.
“But what I want to ask is what my lady would like instead? I will provide anything even get a bottle of the teachers finest wine.” He shot Jac a cheeky smile before a sudden fear took him. He looked around the pub and then back at Jac.

“I’m not…I mean… a nice girl like you…I’m not asking someone’s girl…”
Dax felt uneasy all of a sudden and shut his mouth before he continued to stutter his way through sentences of rubbish.

[Jac Shaw]

Jac pulled a face at the mention of wine, "gross!" Then she leaned on the table, arms crossed together, then said, "honestly, I don't really want anything! Just company! That'll suit me just fine. I don't need gifts to cox me into going, all I need is the giggling about tripping over nothing and the many laughs about my absurd hair colours! Nothing else!" She smiled at Dax and sipped her drink lightly.

[Dax Simmons]

Dax shot a smile at Jac and leaned back on his chair.
"o do not worry i fall over enough for us to be laughing all night long." He gave a small chuckle while looking at Jac. He studied her face and then looked into her eyes. He felt a smile fill his face before looking away again trying to regain his cool.

"Sooo Jac your in Gryffindor....is it fun?" He was trying to get a conversation going with very little success.

[Jac Shaw]

Jac clamped her fingers over her nose and shut her eyes tight. She blew. Her hair slowly turned a violent shade of neon pink. She plopped her elbows on the table and clapped her hands on her cheeks. She looked at Dax through ocean blue eyes.

"Smooth, Dax," she giggled, "smooth! Yeah, being a gryffie is ... it's great! Has it's perks ... none come to mind at this point but I do think there are some. Besides reds my colour, check!" She clamped her nose and blew again, her hair turning a brilliant blood red. "See!?" she chuckled, striking a pose.

[Dax Simmons]

Dax's eyes grew wide as Jac made her own hair turn different colures. He gave a small smile and shook his head almost in disbelief.
"Incredible. Truly incredible" He whispered to himself, and as her blue eyes fell on him he suddenly became very relaxed and became lost in his own thoughts and the beauty of the eyes.

He was woken form his dream when Jac started to talk about red being her colour. Then just like before her hair colour changed again but this time to a blood red that suit her wonderfully. Dax could not help but laugh as she started to pose.

“Lovely Jac. You will be bale to scare of any monster that comes to attack you.” Dax reached for his drink and took a huge swig of it before carefully putting it back down on the table.
“No really it looks really nice. You should leave it like that. Gives you a sense of complete individuality.”

[Jac Shaw]

Jac giggled and sipped her butterbeer. "Ooo! Big words!" she giggled, "naw! I'm just joking!" She suddenly became very serious (well as serious as Jac can be). "You really think it looks good? I mean, there are lots of colours out there, what makes you sure this is the one for me?" She was always curious about what people thought of her and always prodded in that direction as ofthen as she could. She watched Dax like a playful hawk.