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[ohnojojo]

Who: Jo & Christian
What: First Meeting FTW?
Where: Library (nerds)
When: September 22nd, 6:30pm
Warnings: None, I believe
Open to: Christiannnn

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[perfectsnake]

Strange to think, but Christian was actually in the library for a similar reason. Oh, he wasn't at all concerned about Dementors and ex-convicts roaming loose, of course, but there were other things on his mind, such as the somewhat recent passing of Lucius Malfoy and the return of Dumbledore to the castle, even if it hadn't really affected his life all that much

[ohnojojo]

Jo was completely absorbed in her book and almost didn't even notice the older student coming closer to her. It wasn't until his robes brushed very lightly against her arm that she looked up, a bit startled, and surveyed the visitor.

"Oh!" she said softly, smiling as she gently pushed her own book away (really, it would have been embarrassing, would it not?). "Hello; sorry, I didn't see you.."

She hesitated, unsure of how exactly to finish that statement. If she'd been the one sitting down next to him, she'd have said, '..didn't see you sitting here,' but that was not the case! She... didn't see him coming to sit where she was? That just sounded stupid. So she left it as it was. She just didn't see him.

Spying the cover of his own book, she gestured down the table a bit. "I can give you a bit more privacy, if you like," she offered, even though she knew he should have been the one to politely choose another seat. Far too nice for her own good, she was.

[perfectsnake]

That was the right sort of attitude, wasn't it? She'd been there first and yet she was apologizing to him. As if he were more important. Which, really, he was.

The bad thing about Hogwarts was that with the uniforms, one couldn't always tell a person's breeding. She seemed decent enough, but one couldn't always judge.

Still, Christian couldn't help finding her.. pleasant.. and he shook his head as she offered him some privacy. Besides, she appeared to be a Ravenclaw, so he was certain he could trust him to not disrupt his studying.

"No need for that.." he paused, waiting for her to supply a name.

[ohnojojo]

Poor Jo would have perhaps taken that as a compliment; she looked decent enough, that is. Rather than being offended and going off on one of those tirades about how blood didn't matter, she'd have probably blushed and said something lame like, 'Thanks, you too..'

Plus, he was shaking his head, as though he didn't want her to leave. And it was then that she got a good enough of a gander at him, and she felt a little starstruck. She knew him, oh most certainly! Not only the Head Boy and a sibling of a professor, but a striking young man, as well.

"Oh!" she replied, grinning as he paused for her to insert her name. "Josephine. Jo, actually."