Jason came in through the entrance, not trying to be quiet, though he figured everyone would be tucked away in bed by now. He'd just returned from one of the wildest parties he'd even ventured to go in the caves around Hogsmeade. He'd made love to a 20 year old bar wench named Matilda on the grass. She'd had lovely curly black hair and a big bust, so Jason had made his move, not as though it hadn't been easy. Upon returning to Hogwarts he was feeling rather itchy from the encounter so had stopped for a shower before bed. As it were, he was entering the common room with the same clothes (black trousers, baby blue shirt) though instead of smelling like 'party' he smelt rather like fresh mountain air.

He rubbed his eyes to get use to even the dimmest of lights the fire provided and once he did, he noticed Peyton sitting by the fire, reading. He knew Peyton... how could he not? They were same year, same house... and she was one of the finer specimens to grace the facilities of Hogwarts. Looking at her now, he wondered why he had never pursued the oppurtunity... but chose to pursue the oppurtunity now.

He approached the back of her arm chair, smirking at her and keeping eye contact as he could see she had leaned over ot see who was entering. "Isn't it past your bed time Pey?" Jason teased. His hands snaked onto her shoulders, he leaned over to see what she was reading.

"World War I ... a bit gory for a girl of your, ..delicate nature, yes?" Jason said, running a hand along her cheek. "Out here all alone..., kind of makes a boy wonder who you may be waiting for?" he questioned. At this his fingers began to massage her shoulders lightly, charming her best he could from the get go, wasting no time to jump right into physical contact. He knew he could with Pey.

"You're tense; snap in half if you don't relax."
Jason Lawrence] // Paris Devereux //


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