A toast to a new year(Open)
Secret santas were always a fun game and presents were never so bad. But this last year’s had been a treasure trove of drinks that Jack needed to share with someone because there was no way he was going to drink it alone. Heading down from the room he headed out of Ravenclaw tower in search of some well wanted company. One rather cute face, though really was face wasn’t cute? Caught his eyes and he placed on a grin, striding over, “Hey, fancy seeing you here.”
Sherlock looked up from the book he was reading under a tree in the court yards. ah yes it was that loud boy that lived in the third set of dorms in ravenclaw tower. he looked rather ridiculous with the amount of bottles in his hands.
“pardon me i don’t believe we have met?”
“No, and that’s a crime I plan to justify.” Jack grinned widely at the student, “Captain Jack Harkness, it is a pleasure to meet you Sherlock.” Jack offered out his hand, “You look like you could use some fun.”
Sherlock eyebrow rose rather comically. standing up to shake the others hand a formality he has come to terms that most people do. Sherlock deduced from the shake that he posed no threat.
“well this all depends on what your definition of fun is yes… how do you know my name if i may ask?”
“I know just about everyone, a gift really.” Jack laughed, lingering on the handshake. “Well that secret santa a while back? I got a whole trove of drinks and it would be a waste to drink them by myself.” Jack explained, letting him go.
“you are suggesting we drink together for no purpose outside of the fact to get to know eachother better? interesting”
Sherlock felt a small smile tug at the corner of his mouth. he reached into his coat pocket for a cig , lit it and took a drag.
“well…i can’t seem to find a reason not to join you and your flamboyant optimism, where to cap’ ?”
“Well yes, of course. It’ll be fun and I would love to get to know you better.” Jack’s grinned, eyes dropping to the cigarette with an impressed whistle, “You snuck that in here? Pretty impressive.” He admired. “Ravenclaw dorms, at this time no ones there.” He gestured for Sherlock to follow him, offering up his arm if he so wished to take it.
Sherlock looked down at the other’s arm wondering if he should take it , he took remy’s arm with no problem but then again the other was very …magnetic. he lightly looped his arm with the other ravenclaw’s with more caution for some reason. .
taking a rather large drag the curly haired ravenclaw said “i have an ace in my hand at all times , it provides me with what i need to play the game right.” Sherlock decided to keep his connections to himself for now.
alone together while, intoxicated? wouldn’t be the first time someone had that prerogative in mind with him. he let out a small sigh and follow the other
Jack grinned at Sherlock when he took his arm and led him off from the grassy courtyard and back into the castle. “School wouldn’t be much fun if there weren’t a couple tricks to keep it interesting.” He nodded.
“So tell me about yourself, I want to know everything.” And he sounded sincere, he wanted to know. Jack was a man of many interests, and those almost all involve other people.
the tone was warm that came from the other ravencleaw it was nice….and also suspicious. as they headed toward the tower Sherlock decided to keep the information minimal, for safety reasons of course , “not much to tell i am second in my year grade wise, i have little to no acquaintances because i am focused on my work, i hate stagnation and i aspire to be an alchemist for hire”
as they reached the knocker Sherlock answered the riddle rather quickly ,then before they walked in added “ and what of your academic career here?”
“Smart guy, huh?” Jack laughed a little, Sherlock looked like the smart type, something about their tone and they way they held themselves. “You know, work is great and all but getting to know people makes it all worth it.” Once they got through the door, Jack led them up the steps to the boys dormitory, as assured it was empty of students so early in the day. “I don’t think I’m doing to bad, been studying for my final test which has not been so fun. I want to play Quidditch I think, once I’m done here.”
once inside the boy’s dorms Sherlock let himself relax. “sports…interesting the physics is very perplexing for someone of my skill set” the younger decided it would be appropriate to jest. “ i couldn’t hit the side of the whomping willow personally…and if you require assistance feel free to use me”
taking off his robes, cardigan and sliding off his tie to unbutton collar and his first three buttons, the curly haired boy realized what he had just said and felt a flush dust his cheeks “ for study of course “
“Not much of a flyer then?” Jack asked, shrugging off his robes and tie. “When I found out I was a wizard it was one of my favorite things to do.” He admitted, pulling out one of the bottles and letting out a laugh. “I don’t think anyone does much hitting on the willow, that’s more their job.” He teased, turning back to Sherlock and raising his brows at the boy’s already state of less dress and boy... he didn’t disappoint. “Study, right.” Jack chuckled, producing two glasses from his case and handing one over after filling it. “Well if you want to use me for anything, feel free.” He winked at the flushed boy.
