Muggle studies, or studying muggles? [Jazz & Sam]

[Jazz Winston Forest]

Newspaper. Not the daily prophet, the good old muggle newspaper. It was something Jasper always had his mum and dad send him. It didn't come all the time, only when they were done with it, and they remembered to make time to send it, what with their bust schedules. He had a copy of it now, almost a week old, but he couldn't care less. He liked it better than those wizard ones. It told him how it was back home, what kind of a mess the politics were, how money was. It was fantastic.

He had decided to go out to read it. The weather was nice, sunny, not too windy, and the great hall was still buzzing from a nice long Sunday breakfast. It was peaceful out here and he didn't have to listen to the Slytherin's insulting his house from cross the room.

Right now he was open to current events reading about the library opening, all the fundraising and such. All the while his camera hung around his neck as well. Sunday was his 'muggle day' where he did everything with the least magic possible and just tried to enjoy muggle things, like the camera.

[Jazz Winston Forest]

Jazz looked up, smiling a bit. "Well, you gotta stay true to yourself. I like to think a day like this helps me remember witches and wizards aren't the only ones around, you know? Reminds of Marie and all that stuff back home." he shrugged. "Plus, she likes when I send pictures home to her." he added, laughing a little as he brought his camera up to his face and focused the lense before snapping a picture of Samantha.

He handed her the paper. "You're looking beautiful as always, by the way, Sammy girl." he said, rubbing the top of her head. Just like the girl had a tendency to try to annoy him, he tried to get her right back.

"How were you over summer? Do anything fun with the family, chérie? Hit the beach... meet a boy?" he asked, winking and nudging the girl. He chuckled before running his fingers through his own slightly spiked hair. "I still don't understand why a girl like you, men drooling over her, doesn't just pick one to parade around like a puppy." he said.

[Jazz Winston Forest]

"If this makes me look like a dork, I embrace it, dude. I make a smokin' hot dork." he winked, licking his finger and making the 'tss' noise. "And I want you in a realtionship beacuse I'm too busy to have one of my own. Duh, Sammy." Jazz said sarcastically in that stereotypical bitch girl voice, giving a fake hair flip before laughing at his own stupidity.

"Damn. I don't know what's gotten into me. Too much reality TV." He said, shaking his head. "Summer went great. Took a trip back to France. Watched TV, went to amusement parks. Marie is good as always. I'm still surprised how well her and Paul handle being split up. I mean, being twins and all." he sighed.

"Sammieeeeeee we all know you're beautiful, but don't starve yourself." Jazz said, sticking his tongue out at the girl. "Please tell me you ate something this morning." he said. It was mostly teasing, but he had heard Marie tell him about that one girl who passed out at school cause she never ate, and she almost died. He didn't want Sam dead.

[Jazz Winston Forest]

"Sam. For all you know, I could be gay. Do you want gay boys crushing on you, darling? Are you sure it's not you crushing on me? I mean, I completely forgive you, I am gorgeous after all." Jazz said, shrugging nonchalantly. "And if I'm gay, that could make you the man in this friendship in some peoples' opinions." he added. He didn't have much of a dating history to prove his preference one way or another, and he had kissed both boys and girls on many occasions... mostly whilst drunk and being dared or playing spin the bottle.

"They get split up every year, Sammie. At the end of summer. Mar can't come to hogwarts, they won't let her. And she won't let Paul stay and miss out on school because of her." he reminded her. "Me and Paul write her all the time though."

"Yes, I'm very happy, chérie." He smiled, kissing Sam on the cheek. "Not eating is not smart." he said, nodding sternly. "We don't want you blowing away in the wind. I mean look at how thin these little hips are." he teased, putting his hands on Sam's waist.

[Jazz Winston Forest]

"What if I don't ever want to pick. I'm too afraid to commit to one. I could be missing out. And I like getting away with crazy shit like commenting on how tight Jake's ass looks in those black jeans... of course... I don't say that when he's around." Jazz joked. "And then I can turn right around and talk about how nice Cho Chang's boobs are." he chuckled. Of course he was just messing with her because pretty much everyone knew Jazz couldn't give a shit about someone's ass or boobs. He was a guy all about personality. Some would say he was almost gender blind. If Sam didn't get moody once a month he would forget she was a girl, and if he didn't piss standing up he would forget he was a guy.

"Come on Sammie, I was just poking fun, hon. Je suis désolé, chérie." He put a hand on her back. "We can talk about something else. Classes, how have classes been going? You have care of magical creatures, right? That's one of your favourite. All the critters." Jazz said, smiling.

[Jazz Winston Forest]

"Hey! Cats are perfectly acceptable life partners. I'll just have a family of kneazles. I don't need a naggy wife and annoying kids." He stuck his tongue out at Sam.

"Draco Malfoy is a male diva if I ever saw one. I'd be more surprised if he wasn't giving everyone hell." Jazz snorted. "Not all of that house is horrible though. Just... misguided." he shrugged. "I hate stressing about tests. It sucks. And I mean, the class isn't too bad, some people just don't care enough."

"When I leave this place, I want to be a wandmaker. Like Olivander. I want to be known for something. But I mean... I would settle for making enchanted furniture or something like that. Vanishing cabinets and such you know?" he said. "I guess if all else fails, auror training, or muggle carpentry. Oh! I could be a stage magician. But that would kind of be cheating." he chuckled.

[Jazz Winston Forest]

"It's not cheating. It's silent feedback among friends in a test situation." Jazz defended coolly. "That Potter kid, not a total jerk. He's in Slytherin... but he's kind of a wild card, doesn't fit in with them." he shrugged. He knew they were important, but they weren't his style at all. He knew things, but he always wanted to be sure.

"Maybe I'd just learn the muggle way of illusion, huh? Show you, wouldn't it." he challenged, raising an eyebrow. "Even if we don't go to school I promise to pester you with owls and come to laugh at you at parties when you do your hair up funny." he lifted her ponytail teasingly.

"I'll invite all my male best mates as plus ones to my party just to set you up with 'em. Because no man is going to be your man without my approval." he nodded. "Yeah, I'll find ways to still bug you." he chuckled. "No easy was to get rid of me, even after graduating."

[Jazz Winston Forest]

Jazz closed his eyes and returned the gentle simple kiss. "Like I said before, you sure it's not the other way around, chérie?" he teased. "You deserve the best wrapped in a bow and so help me I will find the best, and a bow that brings out his eyes. Or hers if you decide you'd prefer that."

He frowned, holding his hand close to his chest and feigning pain. "You're so mean to me. Lucky I put up with all this abuse." he pouted.

"But you have to help me make a list of think you look for in a man, darling." he said, kissing her cheek. "Or woman." he added again teasingly. "They have to be willing to put up with abuse. See you as Sam, not Sam the veela... what else? You like blondes, or is the dark hair more your thing?" he asked.

[Lakin!]

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