Being Cold is So Last Year [CLOSED]

[Sophia Blaze Livington]

Blaze was standing outside the Three Broomsticks. She was rubbing her fingers together. She had forgotten to wear gloves when she went out to Hogsmead. She had her hands in her pockets then and thought that its was warm enough. Now she was regretting her decision of not accio-ing her gloves when she was still at Hogwarts.

She was trying to push open the door but because of the cold weather, she had to strength left to make the door budge at all. She even left her wand back at her dorm room. She sighed in frustration. She didn't know why she was being so absent-minded.

"Merlin, can you please be nice to me even for an hour or two?" she spoke out loud to herself. She didn't know what else could happen to her being defenseless and cold.

[James Potter]

James was trying to have fun during his Hogsmeade visit but it was just too cold. He thought that maybe a nice hot chocolate from the Three Broomsticks would warm his body, and his spirits.

As he neared the Broomsticks he saw someone trying, and failing, to get in. He hadn't seen her around school but he could tell that she was at least a sixth year. He felt bad for her, she seemed so cold she couldn't open the door. "Poor girl," he thought.

He walked towards the door, towards her. "Um, hi. Let me get that for you." He opened the door and let her go first. "After you."

[Sophia Blaze Livington]

Blaze turned to see some guy offering to open the door for her. She was glad that it wasn't Blake who stood next to her. She just had to smile as a thank you. "Thank you." she told him. She didn't know who he was but was thankful just the same for getting her into the warm Broomsticks.

She went in ahead and saw that there was only one table left and she knew that the guy didn't just open the door for her alone. "He must be escaping from the cold weather like me." she thought to herself. Then she turned to him with a polite smile.

"Hi, thank you for the door. I didn't have any strength left in me to even push the door. As I can see, there is only one table left. Would mind sharing it with me? I for one know you didn't help me open the door just for me to get in." she told him.

[James Potter]

James thought about this girl's request. He hadn't thought that opening the door for her would lead to sharing a table. He looked at her, she was actually kinda cute now that he looked. He wasn't meeting anyone here, he was just looking for some place warm and something nice to drink.

"Sure, I wouldn't mind that at all. Why don't you tell me what you want and I'll get it from the bar while you grab the table before anyone else does." He thought it would be nice to get to know her. Who knows, maybe they had something in common.

"I'm James by the way." He smiled at her, today could be a good day after all.

[Sophia Blaze Livington]

Blaze simply smiled and nodded when James accepted her offer. "just a butterbeer for me." she placed her hand into her pocket to get some money to pay for her drink. She couldn't possibly let him pay for her. They just met.

"I'm Blaze. Nice meeting you James." she began. She turned around and nodded again, "You're probably right. It would be a shame to lose the only table left." she added with a smile.

James seemed familiar to her. Something about his hair or eyes maybe. But she didn't dwell on the thought. She just wanted to grab the last table. "I'll go get it then."

[James Potter]

James took the money Blaze gave him. If they had known each other a while he might not have taken it. But things as they were, it would be weird if he had paid for her drink.

He went to the bar and ordered two butterbeers. Once he had the drinks he walked over to the table Blaze had luckily snagged. "Here is your Butterbeer." He put hers down in front of her while sitting in the chair across from her. "Why don't you tell me a little bit about yourself?"

[Sophia Blaze Livington]

Blaze was glad James didn't insist he pay for her drink. It would have been very awkward. She smiled as he gave her the mug and sat across her. She instantly took a sip and turned to answer him. She didn't plan to say anything that would give her identity from he did.

"Well, as I said, my name is Blaze... No parents... Just relatives. Had two older brothers and a mother but they died when I was around 7 or 8. I no longer remember much..." she sighed as she took another sip.

"My life is not at all interesting. How about you?" she asked him back. She never like sharing anything about her. It was better if people got to know her instead.

[James Potter]

Great, someone else that doesn't like to talk about themselves. Well, this could get interesting. He took a swig from his mug as he thought about how much he would tell her. He didn't want to mention his family as that usually got people started on questions. That and people tended to judge him because of his parents.

"Well, I'm the oldest of three kids, younger brother and sister, both of which go to Hogwarts. My parents, well let's just say they fought in the war. I won't tell you who they are as, well people tend to judge me when they know who I am. I like quidditch. Umm, I'm pretty good at Defense. Uh..." He wasn't sure what else to tell her without giving away too much about himself. He didn't want to turn Blaze away before they really got to know each other.

[Sophia Blaze Livington]

Blaze listened quietly. When James mentioned the war, her eyes widen. It was the same time her own father began to go crazy. Not long after, he came back from somewhere and killed her mother and brothers. She sighed as she snapped out of her trance.

"The war eh... Back then, I know my mother was far far away from here... I don't know about my father though... She said he would often disappear and not come home for days... When I was born, the time I can remember things, he was gone for almost a year..." she slowly remembered what had happened.

"Then... one night, he came back... He looked very different then... The last thing I remember, my brothers hid me below a cellar... Told me never to come out... I never did.. I waited until I was found by my aunt and uncle who saved me..."

"I heard their screams... I saw everything from the crack on the floor..."

[James Potter]

James felt the urge to reach out and hold Blaze. That's so sad. The fact that she had to watch it all too, it was just horrible. He did what he thought best. He reached out and squeezed her hand. It wasn't too intimate of a gesture, but it showed that he felt for her.

"I'm sorry to hear that Blaze, I really am. At least you have your aunt and uncle, someone to take care of you. Do you have any cousins? Someone your own age to hang around? I know I personally would go crazy just being around older people?"

James hoped he wasn't asking too many or the wrong questions. He just wanted to know more about her. He wanted to figure out whether he could be more open about himself without her freaking out on him in some way. He hoped he could. He hoped she was as amazing on the inside as she was beautiful on the outside.

[Sophia Blaze Livington]

Blaze was stunned that James reached out and squeezed her hand. Naturally, Blaze would have hexed him for doing so. But she didn't. If it were Parker, she would have sent him to the hospital wing within the next second. She had to smile. He was actually trying to comfort her.

"Yes, I do have a cousin. My Aunt and Uncle's daughter, Alexis. She became the sister I never had. they became the family after I lost my own. Not a second did they make me feel that I was just a niece. They made me feel like I was part of their family." she told him. She was really starting to like this guy.

And the fact that he was still holding her hand was a proof of it. She chuckled at him. "You know, everyone here might mistaken us as a couple since you are still holding my hand." she joked.

[James Potter]

James jerked his hand away. He would never ever admit to anyone that he was blushing. He didn't blush, it wasn't usually in him. He didn't know why but he was a little sadden when he thought about it. He didn't realize how much he liked holding her hand.

"Uh, sorry. I, uh. Anyways, that's great that you have that. My dad kind of did that with his godson. He helped raise him, more as an older brother type than a dad type though. It's great because he's kind of like my older brother." He smiled when he thought about his family. He had somewhat fixed things with his dad and a bit with Al, but not enough.

He could think about that later. Right now he wanted to focus on Blaze. "So what classes are you taking? Are you on the quidditch team?"

[Sophia Blaze Livington]

Blaze felt a little sad that James had taken back his hand. Maybe she shouldn't have told him. "Yes, you really shouldn't have. It felt nice and warm." her mind agreed with her. She smiled at him and listened as he told her his tale.

"Your father is a great person. To raise his godson sounds like how my relatives raised me. Never really treating us any different." she said. She liked seeing him blush. It looked adorable on him. "You should know how adorable you look when you blush scarlet. It suites you." she told him warmly.

She turned and smiled. "Yes, I'm on the quiddutch team. But not as a captian. I think that job is too troublesome. I'm not really a good leader. But I do what I'm told... With in reason..." she gave him a hint of her mischievous side.

Her hand was getting cold again. Damned weather. She knew there was one way to warm it. "James, can I borrow your hand? Mine is getting cold and I left my gloves back at my dorm room. If you don't mind that is." she asked of him. She liked his hands. It kept her warm.

[James Potter]

James felt himself blush again with what Blaze said. Seriously what was it with this girl that she could do that?!

So she was a seeker too. That could be interesting when they play each other. He guessed he should bring it up too. "Oh so you play Seeker too. I play Seeker, always have. May the best Seeker win when we play each other."

He smiled at her. "Well I can't let the lady be cold now can I." He held out his hand to her. He was actually happy that she wanted his hand back. He liked holding her hand.

[Sophia Blaze Livington]

She was glad James was willing to keep her hands cold. And the fact that she liked holding his hands was an added bonus. "This guys isn't the same as the rest... That's a good start." she thought then stopped herself. Did she really just think what she just thought? It was weird.

Then she faced James again, "Your a seeker too? Wow, we finally found a common thread between us." she joked and laughed as she began to warm her hand between James' hands. It was like they fit perfectly.

She chuckled and looked up at him, "My hands seems to fit yours perfectly." she said and smiled at him warmly. What was about this guy that made her so comfortable and at ease?