Sleeping dogs (open)

[Jakob Stevenson]

The snow had fallen by now, it was deep winter. The time of year when students who had families to go to headed home for presents and holidays. The ones that were left behind ventured round freely. Some of them throwing snowball fights, and building the icy men. Others delighted that they had quiet time in their own dorm areas.

The great hall was a very differnt place this time of year. The long tables were changed out for slightly smaller ones, that were more scattered. Each fireplace was lit to give off a calming glow. And it was the perfect place for Jakob to relax.

The Skandinavian EasternEuro cross lay infront of one of the fireplaces, letting the warmth bathe his body. His skin glowing lightly in the heat. He loved when the world was like this, barely any students in the room, a nice fire, and his cat. The cat was essential to the whole thing. While Jakob was laying on his stomach and blanket, the cat was curled up on his back. NameTag loved to sit with Jakob.

The whole scene was to great for the sweet pair, and so Jakob and his little black cat fell asleep infront of the fire, hoping to not be disturbed.

(If this doesnt work out as a post, i think im going to keep it for a story, its so cute)

[Blair Smith]

Blair walked into the great hall, wearing plaid pajama pants and a t-shirt. Usually she wouldn't go out in public like this, but almost everyone was gone for the holidays. Blair wasn't, of course. Why would she go home to a family that didn't love her?

Her hair was pulled up into a tight pony, because she had just woken up and hadn't had time to fix it. She had come down to the great hall looking for a really late breakfast, and was disappointed when she saw that all the food had been wiped away. She was about to turn around to head back to the common room when she saw someone lying in front of a fireplace.

Could it be? It WAS! She had been hoping he wasn't going home for the holidays, but she hadn't asked him, so she wasn't sure. But now she knew. He was here, all holiday, with her! She skipped over and sat next to his head, looking him over. He was sleeping, with a black cat on his back. That must be his cat, she thought to herself. She didn't want to wake him up, so she gently ran her fingers through his hair, hoping he was a heavy sleeper.

[Jakob Stevenson]

Jakob stired lightly, the cat on his back blinking and staring up at Blair. He mewled lightly, sleepy eyes blinking. The tiny paws strecthed and the cat curled up once more, falling back to sleep. Neither his hair or his cat stirring were going to wake Jakob, only make him move enough for a package to pop up from under his chest.

Jakob had never celebrated christmas, he didnt even know the actual date of it, only that it was happening sometime around this week. He was hoping to mail the package to Blair latter that day, if he couldnt find out if she stuck around in the holidays. She seemed like the kind of girl who would, which was good for him. He could get some alone time.

Jakob muttered lightly in his sleep, knuzzling the blanket he was laying on.

[Blair Smith]

Blair looked at the package with interest, looking at the tag. It said Blair. She smiled and looked back at him, making sure he was still asleep before peeling the paper off. It was a small box. She looked at him again, and opened the box slowly.

She gasped when she saw what was inside of it. It was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. She carefully took it out of the box and looked at it up close. It was a heart locket with a little dragon on it. She kneeled by his side and kissed him on the cheek, hoping to wake him up now.

[Jakob Stevenson]

Jakob felt warm lips on his cheek. Muscle memory and subconscience kicked in, and the boy woke up knowing exactly who's legs he was laying in front of. "Hello love how is you?" He sat up smiling at her, his eyes taking in her body. Even in pjs, she looked beautiful. He kissed her cheek.

The blue eyes, chilled and icy, glanced at her hand, and the wonderfully sculpted dragon upon it. "That love, is a very fantastic heirloom. My grandma gave it to me, and its pair. It supposedly was how two gypsy lovers comunicated while their tribes were traveling in differnt parts of Europe." He gave her a wink, and layed back down, reliizing that his cat had /not/ moved. His claws were sunk into Jakob's back.

[Blair Smith]

Blair looked at the locket in her hand, and looked back up at Jakob with tears in her eyes. "Thank you. It's beautiful." She closed her hand around it and ran her fingers through Jakob's hair with her free hand.

"I love it." she whispered a few minutes later, her hand still in his hair. She laid her head back against the stone of the fireplace, thinking. Everything was so perfect. They got to spend all holiday together. It just seemed so right.

[Jakob Stevenson]

Jakob watched her smiling, happy to know that he had given her something she actualy enjoyed. The majority of things that jakob owned were not what they appeared. His own clothing was laced with dangerous charms, much less the trinkets. He thanked all he knew, that this necklace was in fact a kinder form of magic than what doned his watch.

His hands reached out stroking her cheek. "shall I put it on your neck for you?" his hands reaching out along her hands. His hands slid along the chain, remembering the hands it had passed.

[Blair Smith]

Blair stared at the locket, admiring its beauty, and studying the dragon, when she heard Jakob's question. Putting on the locket, and wearing it in public, would officially declare them a couple. Was she ready for that? She already knew what it was like just for them to be seen together, being a couple would be ten times worse. Did she want to endure that?

She looked at Jakob, and she melted, smiling. Yes, she wanted to endure that. If it meant she could be with him all the time, without having to hide it, then yes, she would endure anything. She let Jakob have the necklace. "Yes, that would be good." She said with a smile, pulling her hand away from his hair.

[Jakob Stevenson]

Jakob smiled as he undid the clasp on it, the only thing that ever seemed to be replaced over the decades. That held true with any of his iteams and their endurance charms. They needed new buttons, laces, clasps. It was never a problem though, just had to find what matched.

The necklace went around her neck, hanging a little tight. He gave it a gentle tug, and a few more links appeared. He smiled and let it rest against her, glancing back up. "Merry Christmas, whenever that is" He laughed kissing her cheek

[Blair Smith]

Blair laughed too, then moved over to sit on his lap. "It's December 25th, silly." She said, putting her arms around his neck and kissing his lips gently. "And you didn't have to get me anything." She stopped talking for a moment, playing with his blonde hair.

"How's your back?" She asked, her concern showing on her face. She looked up at him, hoping he wasn't in pain anymore. Lucky for James Potter, he had gone home for the holidays, so she wouldn't have the chance to get him back just yet.

[Jakob Stevenson]

Jakob smiled at her, she was so concerned about him, even after she had spent most of the time in the hospital wing alongside him. "Its fine love, dont worry so often" he whispered into her ear, then moved his lips to her neck. It was more than likely that if she had been hurt he would be just as worried, or at least angrier at the person who had done such a thing.

The blue eyes sparkled in the light catching the anger in her own. "Your not going after Potter as soon as he comes back are you?" The very tone in his voice was almost scolding, like she was a child thinking about doing something naughty. The pair didnt need to start any real problems with the Potters or Weasleys

[Blair Smith]

Blair looked away, not making eye contact with him. "No, of course I'm not." She said, a hint of evil in her voice. She leaned to kiss him on the cheek softly, her eyes still not making contact with his.

"Let's not talk about James Potter right now." She whispered into his neck, and she kissed the edge of his jaw. "Just hearing his name makes me angry."

[Jakob Stevenson]

Jakob rolled his eyes. "I don't believe you, I think that the idea of crushing James" Jakobs hand slid along her arm, his lips moving along her cheek to her ear. He whispered lightly, lips to her cheek. "turns you on" Jakob joked as his arms pulled her onto his lap.

The blonde kissed her lips softly, his arms holding her to his chest. She seemed so small sitting with him this close. He laughed and nuzzled her neck lightly