Window Pain

[James Killian]

The storm outside had put everyone in the castle in a slight slump that is except for Jamie who had found a quiet and empty classroom to hide out in as he had no real desire to actually attend class today. The last couple of weeks had been rather horrible considering that a nasty rumor was going around the school about him, all of which were true though he did not want to confirm the information in fear that it would make things worse, that he was gay. Due to the rumors he was being attacked verbally by several individuals which had on numerous occasion brought him to tears and with no one to run to keep him safe or tell him it was going to be okay he had been skipping class and avoiding other students and professors. He knew he had to eventually go back to class but he just did not have the strength to put on a strong face today and so he did the only thing he could think of and that was to draw.

Art was something that was more intimate and personal than anything he had experienced in his life time which allowed him to express to the world what was going on in his life in such a way that people did not even need to hold a conversation but rather simply felt what was happening behind his blue eyes. He found out he could draw in his second year which was surprising since he never really had much passion for the hobby until that point. He had been drawing all of his life but never did it feel the way that it did today back then and now he could hardly stop or think about much else. Not to mention due to his complicated past it was the only thing that seemed to always be available no matter where in the world he was at not matter what.

Rain slammed against the window of the empty classroom as he huddled up against the cold glass perched on top of the ledge. His only light was a small flame that he had conjured up with one of the many spells that he had learned in charms it was also the only sort of spell besides transfiguration spells that he was any good with surprisingly. The flame hovered overhead giving him an almost angelic look as his hands moved a simple lead pencil across the sketch pad in a flurry of scratching noises as the simple act of moving the pencil across the paper evolved into a work of art. It was a picture of a beautiful forest and in the center of the landscape laid a small pond that was showered with rays of penetrating sunlight that looked eerily real. Jamie was lost in the moment and never looked up from his work until a clap of thunder woke him from his trance which was timed perfectly as his hand ached slightly which meant he need a slight break.
He pulled the soft blanket tighter around himself as he set the pencil and pad down in between his leg as he rested his sore back against the stone wall. He had a sad look on his face which was not uncommon given that he often times could be found with that look upon his face. He was a sad person but not to the point of depression but rather he was fighting a growing feel of loneliness that he could not shake. Since he was a baby he never seemed to fit in with anyone around him whether it is the fact he was the only Caucasian kid at the temple he grew up in or the strange foreign kid when he moved to New Zealand. It only seemed to get worse with age as he still had yet to find a group of friends that he could fit in with as his talents and likes were at odds with most people he had met in his life. Though there were times when he managed to make a friend only have those live worlds apart from him. Was it to much ask for someone that he could lean on when things got rough, or was he destined to live his days out in loneliness?

“Is there something wrong with me?” Was all he said as the warmth of his breath pressed against the glass while tears ran down his face.

 

[Alexander Hanson]

When the storm clouds rolled in, Alex ignored them, usually he had a good ten minutes before they hit his little drawing tree. Even when it rained heavily, the rain rarely reached the ground because this particular tree was covered so much in leaves that the ground below was always dry. This was why Alex would draw here, the forest view was beautiful, the area was secluded and it was nice and quiet, all the time. Like Alex's little paradise, it was a place to get away from rumers, to get away from the endless amount of fights Alex seemed to get himself into, to get away from the professors that seemed to take great enjoyment in watching the muggle-born fail, though he was great in herbology and transfiguration, he was not a model student and was often sent out for bad behavior.

It wasn't like Alex was a bad kid, he just made bad choices from time to time, like now. Instead of looking up to double check whether the leaves were going to shield him and his sketch pad, he slipped on his special glasses and ignored the rain, that was until it started to rain very heavily, on him and his nearly finished drawing. Obviously someone thought it would be funny to trim the leaves back on the tree, without leaving any sign of this being down, he was set up. This pissed Alex off, he worked hard with every picture he drew, he put a little of himself into every image on his sketch pad, whether he be drawing people or environments, though Alex was a better at drawing people than landscapes, he usually painted landscapes.

Alex slipped his sketch pad under his jacket and shirts, and ran towards the castle as quickly as possible, before he was seen by a professor, they were starting to scan the grounds since the raise in classroom absences, though Alex was sure that the rain would make him relatively invisible to them. Alex growled as he stormed through the halls of Beauxbatons, he had been here for several years and never had he been so wet in his life, he was soaked from head to toe, but he couldn't be bothered getting dry or changed, so he just soldiered on and went into an abandoned classroom, it was usually empty and Alex was ready to destroy it the good old fashioned way, with his fists, but there was a boy in there, a very good looking, crying boy. Alex tilted his soaked head slightly, his red hoodie falling off his head, even though his hair was covered, it still managed to be soak. He ran his hand through his brown hair and bit his lip. Was he to talk to the boy? Because Alex wasn't usually good with sad people, he usually pissed them off. But when the guy said something, Alex decided that that would be his cue. "Dude, if there's something wrong with you, there's something wrong with me too.'' He confessed, gesturing to his soaken body. ''I just sat out in the pouring rain, if that doesn't say damaged, I don't know what does.'' He said caringly. Alex wasn't usually this caring, but he was a sucker for tears, whether they belonged to girls, guys or old people, he felt like he had to be nice to them, the fact that the boy was downright gorgeous, may have played a part in Alex's behaviour. ''You okay?" He asked, pulling his dry sketch pad out from his three shirts, thankful that it was not damaged. He sat it onto the table and sat on the table on the other side of the boy that lent against the wall and smiled slightly.

 

[James Killian]

Jamie did not move for what felt like ever as the tears poured out of his very soul as if somewhere deep inside a floodgate had been blow up and now nothing could hold back the flood of emotion. He was so lost in his own despair that he did not even notice that someone else was in the room that is until the man spoke causing Jamie to jump slightly as he quickly wiped the tears from his eyes. His eyes were bloodshot and puffy from him the flood of tears that he could not look the guy in the face as this was no way to be seen especially by a complete stranger. That was the least of his problems however since now he was alone in the room with the guy and no one knew he was here, it was a fact that did not sit well with him given the past couple of weeks. He placed a hand on his wand in case the guy came here to beat the gay out of him or some other sick and twist idea that could possibly fill a humans thoughts. Jamie looked the man over from head to toe for a moment as he judged the guys every move for anything that seemed out of the ordinary or signaled to fight or run.

The man was gorgeous which as disturbing though considering that if he came to beat Jamie up he did not want to find his attacker good looking or was that apart of the whole "Draw them in and wait for them to let their guard down" sort of things that he heard about in the news. Yet he could not help but admire the sheer brilliance of the man's face even in the sad light of his magical flame which most likely did not do the man any justice at least none he deserved. His pale complexion matched with his dark hair gave him a tall dark and handsome appeal not to mention the warmth of eyes that reminded Jamie of pools of liquid chocolate that he could spend a life time drawning but never perfecting. He was not the most muscled up guy he had ever met but he looked like he was in good enough shape to be able to handle himself in a fist fight. Jamie was thin and so to get in a fist fight with the stranger he would surely loose in no time flat most likely in one of the legendary one hit K.O kind of ways that made people like Ali famous. As the guy got closer Jamie realized that he was also taller then him which if he were to go out dancing with the guy it would be perfect but to be alone in a room with him it was intimidating. Jamie pulled his knees closer to his chest as he hid beneath the folds of blankets as if it would keep him safe but not to the point where he could not see the guy and the guy could see him.

"Who are you? What do you want?", Jamie snapped as he emotionally shied away from the man's kindness as if it was a blade that could cut or hurt him. However his heart was only half in it given that he was now slightly more worn out than before not to mention he could not stop staring at the guy as if he was some alien or a breed of dragon he had never seen before. Jamie did not miss that the guy pulled out a sketch pad and placed it on a nearby table nor did he miss the fact that simply having a sketch pad meant he was also an artist which did not help make the guy look any less attractive at this point but Jamie had to stand his ground as he sniffled slightly. Jamie was cold and so a he shiver slightly as he could not imagine how the cold the other guy most be at the moment. Why do you care whether or not he is cold? You do not know this guy what so ever not to mention he could be one of the jerks who called you names in the halls! Stay your grounds!! Was all that ran through his mind as he waited for the answer to his questions.

 

[Alexander Hanson]

Alex ruffled his own hair tiredly, he had to admit that he didn't expect the guy to lay all his problems onto him, if Alex was right, this was the kid that was copping a lot of crap from, basically everyone, though he couldn't be sure. But the fact that he was curled up into a little ball, snuggled in a blanket and crying told Alex that he was probably a victim of teasing, or he had family issues, either way, he probably needed help, but probably did not want a guy of Alex's size to give it. But Alex didn't really care, he was here and he had started aa conversation, he wasn't just about to leave and act like nothing had happened, besides, Alex didn't exactly have a fan club at Beauxbatons, so a little hide out would probably do them both good. He turned around and held the door, he was going to close it, but decided that he should tell the boy what he was going to do, just in case he got the wrong idea and has a panic attack or something, it was obvious that he didn't trust Alex, but he had to get over it sometime. ''I'm going to close the door so the room can be jerk proof, kay?" He asked, slowly closing the door, if the guy had huge objections towards Alex closing the door, he'd open it back up, he wasn't cruel, to hot and adorable guys anyway.

Alex noted that the guy was very agitated, he vaguely understood why, he probably felt intimidated by Alex's build, but he wasn't here to bash the guy, at first he came here to trash the room, but since someone ws crying in here, he thought that it would be better to not release his anger in such a negative way, later he will just have to draw or paint his frustration, or trash another room.''I'm Alex, Alexander Handler.'' He answered, not bothering to hold out his hand, he got the impression that the boy wouldn't touch it anyway, so why waste the effort? ''And to be totally honest, right now I want a hot chocolate and dry clothes, but that's not going to happen, so I'll just have to settle with a conversation, preferably with you.'' He explained, sitting back down on the table and removing his wand from his boot and placing it on top of his sketch pad, in an attempt to allow more trust to flow between him and the frightened boy. ''So who are you and what are you doing in a room like this?" He asked, turning the conversation from himself to the guy. "Loads of people come into this room for silence, so if you're trying to hide, this has to be the worst place to go.'' He said, shaking his head slightly. ''Trust me.'' He added. Alex knew a lot about hhiding, considering he was the type of guy that, when bored, would purposely piss people off and then see how fast he could run, not always able to out run them, he would hide and they would find him and in the end, either him or his attacker would wind up in the hospital wing with a broken nose or scorched arms or reversed knees, etc.

Alex frowned slightly when the guy sshivered, how could he manage to be cold? He had a blanketnd was not soaked, unlike a certain sixteen year old misfit. But Alex didn't mention it, he would have given his jacket to the guy, but it was wet and was most likely not going to help the guy out, so he just sat on the table with his legs crossed and his arms folded across his chest, in an attempt to prevent himself from shivering. ''You cold?" He asked, a tiny bit of worry showing in his voice, though he tried to hide the majority of it, he just met the guy, he was not going to allow himself to show too much feeling for him so early in their meeting, that would be stupid.

 

[James Killian]

Sarcasm was one of those things that he naturally would be a huge fan of but today he was in no mood for it in any capacity. He remained silent though instead of complaining or snapping at the guy since he was desperately trying to be nice at the moment which earned him at least that much until Jamie could let his guard down. Jamie was cracking around the edges as he could not be mean to people without cause but since he was now a kicked puppy he could not help but gnash his teeth at anyone who got to close. "My name is unimportant at the moment and as to why I am here I came to get away that is all." Jamie said still with more bite than was necessary and he knew he risked running off a potential friend but anyone in his shoes would act that same, or would they? Was he over reacting and being rude for no good reason. The thought unnerved him greatly so much so he frowned as his mind searched for the correct response to the guy as if it was the most complex thing he had ever encounter.

Jamie was gay after all that much was true so why did the words from his peers affect him so, the words did not hold nothing but misunderstanding and years of learned hatred. It was a subject that as the older generations passed in the beyond the new generations cared less about as it nothing that could hurt anyone at least not anyone who was not involved. It did not affect life as a whole and was irreversible and unchanging no matter what one extremist group said or the other at least that was his belief which was all that mattered in his opinion. With that said he decided that if the guy did in fact stay he would go a little bit more considerate... but then again that was only if he the gu...Alex was not here to hurt him. Jamie watched as the guy closed the door which he decided that was something that he could allow for now and once the man took his wand out of his pocket Jamie allowed his walls to come down one by one.

Jamie picked his wand up and with the fluidity and grace of a seasoned pro he cast an additional ball of magical fire that would keep the man warm for now. He put his wand down once more to show that he had no intentions of turning the man into a ferret or something else far more interesting. Jamie was not yet to the point where he was willing to share his blanket even though his body yearned for comfort and closeness after all he did not have a mom growing up and so the simple act of being held was so foreign to him. Jamie shook the thought of the beautiful stranger from his thoughts once more which seemed more like a problem with each passing moment shared between them. He did not have any hot chocolate and even if he did he would much rather it be a nice cup of coffee then coco. "I do not have any chocolate but I can do something about the wet thing for right now... it is not much but it keeps your clothes on since the only other option is for you to snuggle up with me and who wants to snuggle up with a que... a boy like me?" Jamie said with as he closed his eyes and once more fought back tears. "I am cold put will be fine... thank you for asking though." Jamie said as he fought back another bout of shivers as he snuggled further into his blanket.

 

[Alexander Hanson]

Alex nodded, a small smirk forming on his wet face. Alex was sarcastic by nature, as he was cheek and a little bit of a stirrer, so when the boy basically told him that he did not want to tell him his name, he shrugged and decided to use his words against him, in a rrather playful way, in true alex humour. "Nice name, never met someone with the name, Unimportant At The Moment, before, is At The your middle name? Because I feel cheated, mines just Oliver." He asked with mock curiosity, it was only too obvious that he was digging around for a smile from the other guy, Alex was not one to change himself, he was too stubborn to fold and buckle under the pressure and strain of teasing, sure when hhe was younger it was a different thing, he would often be brought to tears or end up hating himself, but now? There was a wall between him and such thoughts, a thick skin that could not be penetrated by anything. This guy did nnot sseem to have that, he didn't seem to have much at all, he looked so sad, it pulled a little at Alex's heart, the sadness seemed so deep, it was hard for anyone to ignore.

Alex bit his lip, he felt like he was failing in his endeavor to cheer this guy up, he couldn't be one hundred percent sure what the problem was, but he had a few well educated ideas, but is wasn't like he could just come on and ask whether he was the poor kid that the school seemed to be talking about, that would be ridiculously naive, if he were in the guys shoes and ssomeone had have asked him that, he would probably have tried to throw them out the window if he were as upset as Unimportant. Or he would have tried to hex them or he would have simply yelled at them and told them to leave him alone. He sighed and pulled at his jacket, it was sticking to him like a second skin, it was annoying to say the least.So he decided a different approach would be better than just silence. "What are you getting away from?" He asked, he didn't mean to be nnose, but it would be easier to understand the guy if he knew. Little bit more about his situation, facts, not guesses.

Alex looked at the magical fire ball gratefully, he could have done that himself, but that would involve effort, effort that he did not feel like using, so he was grateful that Unimportant had done that for him. Alex nodded and stood up, he probably could use a spell to dry himself, but was once again too lazy to think aanything up, since magic, even after six years, was still not second nature tto him and so it usually took a back seat in his constant list of things to do in various situations. The blanket sounded nice, but Alex got the feeling that Unimportant would most likely feel a little uncomfortable with sharing his blanket with someone he did not quite trust, but Alex decided to sit next to him, not too close to make him uncomfortable, but close enough to let Unimportant know that he did not mind sharing the blanket with him, as long as he was willing.

 

[James Killian]

Alex was trying so hard that Jamie could not help but smile at the guy as he came closer and sat down next to him slopping wet which caused Jamie to sigh as he finally broke by standing up and doing something out of character. He reached to remove the guys Jacket as he had to at least get the guy out of his hoodie before he allowed him to snuggle up with him. Jamie had his baby blue hoodie that had a slytherin patch on one sleeve which was to show his support to his best friend at Hogwarts in New Zealand. It would be a little tight on the guy but it would have to do and once he was all set Jamie would sit back down and share his blanket all the while never taking his eyes of Alex. IF Alex fought him off Jamie would back away if not then he would earn Jamie's trust and respect for now as no normal person would allow him to just undress them in such a blatant way.

Jamie was so confused but for some odd dang reason this guy made him feel ten times better which was strange since he did not know anything more than his name.Yet here they were on what started as one of the worst days of his life sitting together so close that Jamie could smell the scent of fresh rain, shampoo, and cologne on the guy which caused him to sigh loud enough for the guy to hear him as he leaned closer with out even realizing that he was doing it. However after a moment of silence Jamie came to his sense and scooted away from the guy a little bit not only to offer him some room but also to put a little space between them so e did not do something he would regret later. Why are you so irresistible? You are like a flame that burns bright and I am a moth caught in your sheer brilliance! Please do not give me a reason to hate you because I am so digging you right now. Jamie thought silently to himself as he looked at the Alex before turning away and staring out on to the rainy landscape as clouds rumbled about them.

"I am running away from the truth because I am too afraid to let anyone else know that what they are saying is in fact true.." Jamie said as he made no effort to look at the man because if Alex left it would make his leaving all that more easier than having to watch him go. He did not want to be alone anymore and that meant clinging on to whoever he could even if it was a complete stranger.

 

[Alexander Hanson]

ooc: At least James knows Alex's name.

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Alex was quite proud of himself, he made Unimportant smile, his mission was complete, but now he had a new oone, get to know Unimportant. And maybe find a new name for him, as Unimportant seemed like such a bad nickname, even if the birth of it was rather humorous to Alex, he couldn't help but think that there was a better name, possibly the guys real name. He became curious has Unimportant removed his jacket, he was not entirely sure what he was doing, but didn't fight, what was he going to do? Kill him with his beautiful eyes? Although it could be a possiblitiy, they were like two beautiful oceans, bright and sparkling, even though they were slightly red from the crying that happened earlier, they were still very attractive and gorgeous, they demanded attention for Alex, and they got it, plenty of it. If school books were as interesting as Unimportants eyes, he would happily burry his face in them for eternity.

Alex looked skeptically at the jacket, he was not sure if it would fit him, and he didn't want to rip it, but for the sake of his new found friend, he out it on, it possibly clung tighter than his wet jacket did, but he didn't mention it, he could breath and sit in it without hearing ripping noises, so he was fine. But he had to wonder about the crest on the arm, he had not seen it before and it did not belong to Beauxbatons, but his main priority was to find out Unimportants name, not the crest. "Thanks, Unimportant." He said, smiling brightly, surely Unimportant would tell him his real name if he continued to be called 'Unimportant, if not, then Alex would ccall him that forever, if they knew each other that long. "I feel better already."

Alex smiled to himself here he was,allowing a strange, but gorgeous, boy snuggle him, what would his family say? Especially his brother, who would always say how he shouldn't talk to strangers, which was basically when Unimportant was, because Alex had next to no idea what his name was, other only real thing Alex knew about Unimportant was that he was a male and a wizard, otherwise, it was Merlin's guess. But he liked the closeness, it was nice, and to Alex, Unimportant was very warm, probably because Alex was so cold. He ws so warm and soft tthat alex was a little disappointed when he scooted away, it may have shown in his eyes, so he quickly looked away and bit his lip. Alex nodded and turned back to Unimportant, he listened closely and nodded once again, so this wwas the kid that was coping the crap from half the school, but that still ddid not tell Alex his name, which urked him, it was like he was the... "Nameless beauty..." When alex realized what he just muttered, he slammed his mouth shut and turned away, how could he have just said that, out loud? We he crazy? He had to make a recovery, a quick one, anything would do. "That still does not tell me your name." He said quickly, smiling innocently, hopefully this would cover up his previous statement, if Unimportant even heard him, though it was quite possible, they were sitting quite close.

 

[James Killian]

Jamie had an interesting train of thought which was nothing new to his friend but to stranger it could prove to be a rather annoying since he seemed to be even in his most basic capacity as chaotic. It was for this reason that he suddenly got a wicked gleam in his eyes as he decided to hold out a little longer before giving Alex what he desperately was looking for… his name. “What is in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would still smell as it sweet.” Jamie said with a shrug as he looked for recognition in Alex eyes as he repeated a line from one of the world’s most tragic love story. Jamie had read the play a thousand times and each time he could not hope but pray that the story would magically would change overnight so that Romeo and Juliet could live out their lives in utter bliss rather than slip into oblivion. Yet it seemed that it was one of those things that would never change no matter how much he wished it would which seemed to be a reoccurring theme in his life these days but now was not the time to dwell on those things especially since he was sitting next to a beautiful guy who was everything he could ask for in a person.

“Why is my name so important? It is after all just a name. A name that could change the very fabric of this conversation and because of that reason I am not sure I am ready to be done with you. That did not come out right… I mean I do not want to leave…Or for you to leave me since after all you seem nice and interesting.” Jamie said as he struggled to find the meaning of his own words. He was slipping up as his emotions got the best of him causing him to hesitate where he would otherwise been more confident in his approach. Jamie decided that he needed to get his mind off of his feelings and so he decided to admire the guy from afar as images of powerful arms holding him close filled his thoughts causing his heart to ache with longing but he knew he had to stay strong or else he could make a grave mistake. Not every guy that he met had to be gay even though most of them were gay or something close to it but that was due to sheer luck rather than any effort in finding that common factor. Jamie wondered if the guy was in fact gay and if so was he single but he could not ask that question or rather he would not ask that question in case the guy was straight. Which could mean losing the guy altogether, no having Alex close in any capacity meant more to him than anything else and so he would not blow his chance.

 

[Alexander Hanson]

Alex glared slightly, just to show his slight annoyance, he saw the humor behind Unimportant's behavior, this boy was either hiding something, or he was a cheek, sneaky kid, or both. Either way, it was annoying, but still managed to be rather comical. Unimportant was lucky that Alex found him attractive, or it would have been just annoying and Alex probably would have left, though the blanket was very warm and snuggly, that played a big part in his decision of staying, and those beautiful eyes, they were very hard to ignore and leave behind, so Alex settled himself against the wall, a sign of his plans to stay with Unimportant, and sighed slightly. He knew the quote, Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, one of Alex's favourite plays by the man, though he perfered Mid Summer nights Dream, it was much more fun and didn't make him feel depressed, two star-crossed lovers dying from a mix of unfortunate events? Alex couldn't stand it, it was so depressing and sad, so he avoided the story, unless he wanted to paint something somber, only then he would consider reading it. Alex shook his head slightly at the quote. "True, but wouldn't it be sweeter if you could share the thought with someone? Think about it, if I had never smelt a rose, and you did and told me about it, I'd be like: what the heck are you talking about, crazy person." He said, laughing slightly. ''But if you gave me a name, I might just listen." He added, nodding slightly.

Alex noddesd slowly, he had no idea what Unimportant was talking about, what could change the circumstance of th coconversation so much? He laughed slightly when a thought came to him. "The only thing that you could say that would cause me to remove myself ffrom here, would be if you told me that you were a crazy murderer that happened to like killing brown eyed guys, other than that, unfortunately you're stuck with me.'' He said, smiling, he was quite sure Unimportant was just a regular, hot, guy. what crazy murderer cried by a window? But he shrugged again and decided that he was going to give Unimportant a name. ''But since you seemed bent on causing me to think of you as 'Unimportant At The Moment, I have been forced to name you myself.'' He said, trying to think of three names, a first male name, a second male name and a random wword for the cute guys last name. What could it be... ''Okay, I've got it, Nathaniel Erick Lindo. That is now your name until you tell me you real one.'' He said stubbornly, smiling at 'Nathaniel'.

 

[James Killian]

Nathaniel? What an awful name to be given since he felt that he did not look like a Nathaniel or a Nate for that matter. Names had to fit the person or rather the person had to fit the name they were given since a name held more power than most realize. Jamie had study Numerology and found that everything in someone's life could be figure through deep understanding of numbers and how that corilate with the person inner fire. He would go back to his dorm later and see what the numbers had to say about him and Alex ... he felt giddy at the thought but he did not show it because it seemed rather premature yet he still harboured hope that something would come from meeting Alex.

"James or rather Jamie is my name James Wyatt Killian, it is not a very french name I admitt but I do not see myself very french. I am told my mother and father were both of european descenant but I am not sure how much of that is truth since it seems that thier lives were shrouded in mystery." Jamie said as he talked candidly about his parents whichw as something that he did not normally do since his parents were long since dead not only that but Tillian was his family now which was what truely matter at the end of the day. "I would not kill you even if I was a murder... you leave me breathless..."Jamie said as he blushed and turned away once again finding his reflection suddenly fascinating. His lips were not wanting to obey his better judgement it seems as though the guy had some odd ability to draw out random burst of feelings much to the same effect that another guy he had met over summer break had done.

"So you like to draw?" Jamie said as he hoped to change the subject away from himself and more toward the Alexander. Jamie liked the name Alexander as it was dangerously romantic but that was to be expect since the one and only Alexander the great was romantic in his way not to mention gay at least that was what some historians have claimed. Jamie leaned closer towards Alex though he did not realize he was doint it exactly as he seemed naturally drawn towards the guy.

 

[Alexander Hanson]

Alex laughed, he had won, finally Unimportant had revealed his name. James. Such a nice name, but Jamie was far better in his opinion, much cuter, like its owner. It was nice to finally learn the name of the unimaginably good looking guy sitting next to him, it made him feel better, now he had a name to put to the face, held be sketching tonight, just so he didn't forget to days events. His memory was sometimes horrible and he liked to sketch, so he would sketch faces of people he had met and write their names, some found it charming and sweet, some found it odd, but he didn't care, it was his own personally quirk. ''I finally learn your real name, it's about time, Jamie.'' He said, smiling and looking out the window. It was odd, now that James was no longer crying and Alex was no longer angry the weather had picked up, it was interesting how sometimes the weather seemed to mirror the inner feelings of people. It was now quite sunny outside, but Alex was warm and comfortable with Jamie, sharing the blanket, so he ignored the urge to go outside and have a run about the lawn, the grounds were very beautiful and the Qudditch Pitch was fantastic and amazing to draw in, the atmosphere was brillient.he laughed slightly as Jamie mentioned that his name was not very french, nor was Alex's, in fact, nothing of Alex was French, he just came to Beauxbatons because he wanted to go to a foreign school and Beauxbatons seemed pretty cool. ''Well, my name is not the most French thing going either, mines Jewish/German origin, so yeah.'' He said with a ssmall shrugg.

Alex would have spoken about his family, but decided to avoid the subject, it didn't sound like Jamie's strong point and Alex's family was not his favourite subject either, they were down right embarrassing, what with Drew being all 'love the planet, save the bees' and 'don't hit books, they have feelings and Hannah being ten, with an imaginary friend named Dot, it was insane, then it came to his step parents, they were nearly as bad as drew, basically a bunch of tree huggers, that's who he lived with, tree huggers, not that he had problems with tree huggers, just that these particular tree huggers were quite annoying, the only person he would usually talk about was little Emma, the familiar offspring, the total cutie. But Alex was not going to mention his family right now, they were fear too dorky for this situation, maybe later though. ''Crime of passion?" He asked cheekily, giving Jamie a wink and a cute smile, he liked Jamie, a lot, he was quite adorable and didn't appear to be trying. ''And I could say the same about you...'' he added, letting Jamie a littlee closer into the web that was Alexander.

Alex laughed slightly, drawing was his life, he enjoyed it more than playing his guitar or painting, even using magic took a back seat to drawing, it was his passion. "Yeah, I've been drawing since I can remember.'' He replied, remembering the ffirst really talented drawing he drew, his mother and father, his real mother and father, not his new parents, not that he didn't love his step parents, he was grateful they they took him and Drew on, but that did not mean he loved and cared about them more than his true parents, it was only natural. ''I just think it is healthier to draw than to sit around wollowing about the past, and it's fun, you can't forget that fact.'' He added,smirking as Jamie drew closer to him, he was tempted to wrap his arm around the small boy, but decided that it may be too soon for the bkue-eyed beauty. ''Do you draw, or do you just like to observe?" He asked, tilting his head slightly and smiling. He was very gglad tthat he had decided to talk to Jamie, it had to be one of the best decisions he had made this week.

 

[James Killian]

Jamie blushed slightly when Alexander got excited about learning his name as if it was like finding Atlantis or something equally monumental, it was a first in Jamie's life that someone looked at him in such a way that it made him gitty with excitement. The guy went on to speak about how none french his name was and it forced Jamie to speak again without thinking, "Your name is grandiose as it is the name of a powerful muggle leader who was also captivating and gorgeous so it is only fitting that you are named after such a powerful individual as it speak volumes about who you are or will become." Alexander the great was one of Jamie's favorite historical figure as the man was one of the worlds greatest commanders not to mention the controversy around his sexual preference for men though little proof that he was anything more than Bisexual has yet been uncovered. The name seemed suiting to such a powerful figure sitting next to him who did not seem afraid to speak with a social leaper which could ruin his future relationships with others if word got out that he was hanging out with the gay kid.

It was a common misconception that the men at Beauxbaton were feminine or even gay but rather the men at the school have proven to be vicious and ruthless which made them deadly if someone underestimated their skills in both speech or magic. Jamie was an example of this characteristic as he once got into a fist fight when a friend was being picked on where he delivered a powerful punch to the offenders nose shattering the cartilage. However it was hard to believe for someone who posed such skills would find himself in an old abandoned classroom crying. Jamie simply could not beat everyone up and so with the vast number of people who despised him at the moment he was not strong enough to deal with the weight of such strong feelings from his peers and classroom. The year was almost over and so with the end of the year feast around the corner he hoped that when he returned that he would be well forgotten so that he could once more slip into the shadows as a no body like he had since he arrived at Beauxbaton.

A crime of Passion? How romantic and mysterious though such a crime required that he was in fact having a relationship with the Alexander which he was not but he did not have the energy to point out the slight flaw with the guy's thinking. Jamie did catch that the guy admit that he felt the same about their closeness which made Jamie relax a little more yet his stomach was unease which he could only guess was the infamous butterflies that he heard so many people talk about even though he never had anything to compare it too until now. The guy smelled of fresh rain, grass, and cologne that caused him to take a deep breath and inhale the strong manly scent which drew a sigh from him though he did not yet realize that Alexander could hear it. Jamie had never been so close to another guy nor had he been allowed to get this close to another guy with Tillian always lurking from the shadows. Tillian did not approve of most Jamie's friends but that was because he was super protective and thought Jamie should hang around more sophisticated people which was something that Jamie ignored as much as he could after all that is what teenager supposed to do right?

"I like to observe but from time to time I pick up a pencil or palette of paint wen the mood arises though I am not very good at it..." Jamie said as lying about his skills. He did not like to boast about his skills as an artist and had never shown anyone his pieces besides Samuel but that was because he was extremely subconscious. Jamie frowned slightly as the guy made what he would have guessed a pointed comment about his wallowing which he let slid this once as he knew it was the truth and doubly so since it was in fact unhealthy to let what others had to say about you effect you in such a horrendous way. Jamie no realized their was little to say since he had run out of things to talk about and so he decided to talk about the one thing he had hanging over his head."I think you should know... I .... well ... I am.... I am gay!" Jamie said as he fought back the tears as he waited for the pain to roll in with Alexander leaving or punching him which was something expected.

 

[Alexander Hanson]

Alex laughed slightly, six years of attending Beauxbatons and he still found the term 'muggle', strange, though in his defence, he had been a 'muggle' for eleven years of his life, and he was one that rebelled against massive change, such as going to France, leaving all his friends, to become a wizard. When he was first told by his step-mother, he laughed at her and thought she was joking, but the letters kept coming and coming, he wasn't even sure why he was even going to Beauxbatons, he was in America, surely there was some school over there? But he shrugged it off and went to France, deciding to not learn French, maybe not the brightest idea, but he didn't really care, most of the people here spoke English, and if they didn't, they didn't speak to him anyway, so it didn't matter. But he wasn't sure about becoming the worlds greatest commander and being a King, though the title 'the Great', sounded fun to weild, and the supposed bixsexuality they shared. It was quite interesting. "Maybe I was Alexander the Great in a past life." He said innocently, letting Jamie know that he did know about muggle things, and dropping a small hint of his sexual orientation, though it would be simple to miss.

Alex smiled slightly as he heard Jamie sniff him, it was quite odd, he had not known someone to openly sniff him before, he was grateful that he did not smell bad, he was quite sure he smelt of strawberries, that was the shampoo he used, his body wash was also the smae smell, the the smell of the rain could have easily clouded the scent. But the good thing was that he did not smell, if Jamie was sniffing him, he doubted that he melt bad. He couldn't help but ask. "Jamie, are you sniffing me?" He questioned, laughing slightly, it was kind of cute, in a weird sort of way, though Alex didn't overly mind it. "Do I smell nice?" He added, still smiling. He wasn't about to sniff Jamie, that would just be totally awkward, for starters, he'd have to lower his head far too much for comfort and he didn't make it a habit of sniffing people, he didn't know if Jamie found it a social norm, which was completely fine, but it didn't mean that Alex was going to run around sniffing people for entertainment.

Alex nodded slowly, he wasn't sure if he entirely believed Jamie, but he let it slide, if he really couldn't do anything artistic, Alex didn't want to push it onto him, but if he could, there was obviously a reason why he did not say so, perhaps he was shy? He wouldn't put it past him, Jamie did not look, nor sound like a confident personality like himself, it took time to build up a strong outer shell, Alex took a short cut, he just stopped caring, but not many people could do that. "I'm sure you couldn't be too bad, you should draw me something." He said with a small nod, looking around the room for something very simple to draw, just in case Jamie was telling the truth and could not draw, he didn't want to embarrass him, so when he saw a vase of roses, he always found roses simple to draw, though they looked so complicated, some simply shading and thoughtful thinking made them rather simply. He smiled. "Why don't you draw me those roses?" He asked, pointing to the vase that sat on the table he had sat on when he first came in. "Come on, it'll be fun!" He added, giving some support to his sweet friend.

Alex frowned slightly when Jamie frowned, he hoped he had not sad something wrong that would make him react in such a way, he shook his head slightly, Jamie was not screaming at him and storming off, so it could not have been that bad. Alex sighed slightly when they reached a 'lul' in the conversation, lul's had to be the worst things going, they could easily turn any good conversation horrible since sometimes awkward things slipped out. He was slightly shocked when Jamie told him he was gay, he figured as much, he had sniffed him and seemed very edgy around him when he first came, like he was afraid. But what confused him the most was Jamie's eyes, they were filled with so much worry, sadness, it was strange. When Alex first found out his own sexuality, he freaked, but wasn't especially saddened by it, though he had his family close with him and no matter what he thought about them and how weird they were, if Alex had to choose one word to describe them, it would be supportive, because that was what they were, supportive, especially Drew, though he mostly managed to get on Alex's nervous more than he made him feel better. He ruffled Jamie's hair softly, deciding that it would be better if it was spiked up, he looked even cuter. "Jamie, I'm bisexual, so you being gay is not going to make me freak out and run away, calm down." He said soothingly, nudging him softly with his shoulder.

 

[James Killian]

Jamie waited for the shock of his words to sink in but it seemed as though the guy running from the room screaming was just not going to come since it seemed that Alexander was Bisexual. Jamie eyes widen when he heard the words fall from the guys lips since that was the last thing he was expecting in this life or the next...Bisexual. His best friend Samuel was in fact a Bisexual having gone so far as to date a guy and a girl at the same time which was, in Jamie's opinion, a little ridiculous and overwhelming but to each their own. He had no desire to be with girls and never had in his life but since such things were never discussed when he was growing up it was something he did not know was something different until he went to Hogwarts where he found himself drawn to the boys in his dorm in a way that was frowned upon. So it was not until he grew up a little more and experienced the world did he finally come to the realization that he was in fact something called gay which meant he loved and desired a male partner rather than the more common coupling of man and female. However it was not until he seen the news from the United states of protesters demanding that people do not grant equal rights to gays as it did to heterosexuals he became fearful afraid to let his secret out until he met others like him which lead him to this point in time.

Jamie smiled slightly as the tears ran down his face once more as he stood up from his ledge of support and gathered his things into one little neat pile. What are you doing the guy said he did not care what you are?I am running away waht else does it look like to you! But why , what did this boy ever do to deserve this treatment? He has been nothing but kind and affectionate to you!It is for that reason that I must leave... I am not strong enough to fall for this boy, my Alexander! He will leave just like they did when I was younger! Just like everyone else he too will grow tired of me and leave never to speak to me again!I think you are wrong and I think he deserve a chance dont you ?I do not know what I think anymore I am just tired of all the questions, doubts and fears why cant they just let me be? Jamie fought with himself which left him standing there with his eye squeezed close as he fought to stop the crying and get his feet to move. Which side of his mind would win was undetermined but either way it was going to be a rough night as the storm on the horizon was brewing and the trees outside once more began to tremble beneath the might of the wind.

 

[Alexander Hanson]

Alex watched with complete confusion as Jamie stood up and walked away. That was not something he had expected, in fact, it was one of the last things that came to his mind. When he started to gather his things, Alex tilted his head, why was he leaving? To his knowledge, he had done absolutely nothing, he hadn't come onto him, he hadn't insulted him, he didn't bash him, he just acted supportive and gave a shoulder to cry on and a little bit of humor to try and brighten the mood, but now? He had no idea what to do. Jamie had to be the most confusing thing ever, maybe he had a problem with bisexual people? It was possible and would not be the first time, he did look shocked when Alex told him, but for some reason he wasn't sure if that was indeed the problem, he had smiled sadly when he first stood up, if you hated something about someone so much that it made you remove yourself from their presence, the last thing you did was smile sadly, so once again, Alex was back to square one, which in all honesty, was very annoying and stressful.

He stood up quietly and folding up the blanket, placing it with Jamie's things and standing beside him, just hovering and observing Jamie's strange behavior as he removed Jamie's jacket from his torso, if Jamie was going to leave him, Alex didn't want to have to make him as for his jacket back. He frowned, Jamie was just standing there with his eyes shut tight and a few tears sliding down his smooth looking cheeks, they stood there in silence for what seemed like eternity, finally, Alex spoke with a soft voice. ''I have a question.'' He explained, crossing his arms across his chest, his shirts were not as wet anymore from the warmth of Jamie's jacket, Jamie's blanket, Jamie's flame and Jamie's warmth. ''Why are you leaving? Did I do something to offend you?" He asked, placing his hand on the small boys shoulder and turning him around softly so he could look him in the eyes, once he opened them.

 

[James Killian]

Jamie was so absorbed in his own thoughts that he did not notice that Alex was standing behind him nor did he noticed that the guy had folded up his hoodie and blanket. However he was pulled out of his thoughts when a firm hand landed on his shoulder forcing him to turn around where he came face to face with a pair of blue eyes that made him weak in the knees. Jamie did not even notice that he was being spoken to until he looked Alexander in the mouth and then he heard the confusion in the man's voice which was all his fault. "No you did not do anything wrong in fact you actually have done everything right and it is for that reason that I am conflicted. You see I like you which means I am afraid that you will leave me... which is stupid considering that we are not even dating! Hell you have not even given me any reason to suspect that you want me in that sorta way but it is the fact that now it could be a possibility no matter how big or small." Jamie said as he cast his eyes down at his feet having no strength to maintain eye contact.

Jamie's soft brown curls fell into his eyes protecting him from the heat of Alexanders gaze which was as sharp as a dagger capable of seeing straight in to his very soul. Now that his emotion laid at his feet there would be now where for him to hide no matter how much he wanted to simply run and never look back. Why was simple conversations so complex and complicated that it left him with such mixed emotions? His father Tillian spoke volumes about the benefits of letting people in but he could only see all the dangers in opening that door to complete strangers. Yet he could not ignore the truth that was found in his fathers words as it seemed that every time that he opened that door he met extraordinary people that he would not otherwise meet if he was not susceptible to there very presence. Jamie stood motionless as he waited for the boy to say anything to the point of almost begging for anything to break the silence and the weight that came with it.

 

[Alexander Hanson]

The reply he received furthered his confusion. Because he was nice, Jamie wanted to leave, because there was a possibility of them dating, which he had to admit, it may have crossed his mind at one stage in their conversation, Jamie feared being left behind. It was sad really, what had happened to make him so worried? Surely he appriciated the mystery and excitement of the unknown? The curiosity as one thought of what could happen next, what if this happened? Such questions didn't really scare Alex, they made him want to explore the possibility of the unknown, though he had to admit, he didn't make a habit of revealing his soul to any random person he happened to stumble upon, in fact, he rarely tried to help people with their inner demons and conflicts and such, he did not consider it his strong point. This was quite a special case indeed. He frown slightly once again, not from annoyance, or anger, but more from thought. How to react to Jamie's worries, he did have a few different ways to react, but he couldn't decide. Finally, he sighed and shook his head slowly. "Jamie..." he began, looking the smaller boy in the eyes. "You think too much.'' He admitting, smiling. He had come to the conclusion that he would continue to lighten the mood, considering that Jamie was so talented at bringing it down, it was his time to step up and show the rainbows in life, which was something he didn't usually do, at all.

He put his arm around Jamie's shoulder soothingly and lead him back to the window. The weather was still rainy, and it appeared that a storm might be hitting the school later, but Alex didn't really care, he grabbed the blanket and wrapped around himself and Jamie. "Now sit your bum right there and let's continue our conversation.'' He said, sitting back down where he just stood up. "Unless you want to go somewhere else?" He asked, in a tone that easily asked 'can I come too?'

 

[James Killian]

Jamie frowned slightly as the man took his hand and dragged him back to their perch by the window as confusion once again struck him at his core. His mind worked in overtime as he raced to find some reason why Alexander persisted in spending time with him after all that Jamie had expressed since they met on this rainy day. What could it be that the guy saw in him that made him want to be near him or to talk to him at all given that he now knew his deep dark secret, a secret that would now follow him the rest of his life at Beauxbaton, which could force him into social exile along with James. It was applaudable but not something that Jamie though Alexander grasped entirely for no sane person would choose such a heartache for a complete stranger who met nothing to the beautiful man.

"Why?"

It was a profound question that could mean a thousand different things to a thousand different people but for now its only aim was to discover why the boy was being so nice? What was the reason? Jamie had to know and would not stop until he uncovered the answer he so desperately sought. Until then he would allow Alexander the pleasure of his company as he did not want to fight the boy anymore but rather enjoy the peace he found when sitting next to his Blue eyed stranger. The Blanket was warm and his fits of crying had worn him out to the point of passing out and so he acted without thinking as he yawned and stretched before leaning against Alexander. He smiled sheepishly to himself as he was reminded of how moments ago he was asked if he had sniffed Alexander as if the simple act of smelling the boy was common which was gravely frowned upon. yet he did not find the action odd but rather normal as it was not unheard of a girl buying her boyfriends cologne and applying it around her room to be reminded of him constantly or taking a prized article of clothing that smelled of her beloved. So was it so wrong to indulge in the urge if it was shared between to men?

 

[Alexander Hanson]

Why. Such a wide spread question, it could mean anything really, and it could be either a really annoying question, or a serious, life changing question. Sometimes such a question could never be answered, questions like: Why are there planets? Why is there gravity? Why is the earth round? Sure these questions could have explanatory answers, but they could never fully explained why they were there, why they existed. It took Alex several minutes to form an acceptable and truthful answer. ''Because in all honesty, I think you're a great guy, and someone as great and kind hearted as you, shouldn't be in a mess like the one yyou're in, it isn't fair and I think that you shoukdn't be sitting in a room, crying because of it, at least not alone.'' He explained, his face serious, his eyes telling Jamie that he meant every word that flew out of his mouth, he was being honest, it didn't seem right. Guys like himself should be bullied all the time, because he was an are to some people, and most knew that he was bisexual, but was he ever bullied to tears? No. Were there close calls? No. So it wasn't fair, not in the slightest.

He laughed slightly as Jamie seemed to be falling asleep, he didn't mind it, it was kinda cute. So he decided that he would allow Jamie to use him as a personalized portable pillow, though he felt like walking around, maybe getting something to eat, he could just as easily sit all day long by the window with Jamie, though it would be bbetter it the weather was nicer, he was quite happy, so much so that a smile grew on his face. ''You tired?" He asked abruptly, looking down at Jamie, who was sporting a sheepish smile. This made him laugh. ''What are you ssmiling aabout?"

 

[James Killian]

Jamie opened a single eye lid as he looked up at Alex who was smiling down at him, "I am a little tired but since you insist on being in my company you have to be punished in a fitting way. For being a nice guy and charming as well you are hereby cursed to be my snuggle buddy for now that is until you grow uncomfortable or bony in which case you will be released from your duties." Jamie snorted as he closed his eye shut in a proud sort of way as if Alex had zero say in the matter. He was a little bit out of it due to his random mood swings brought about from extreme levels of stress which he was not handling very well at the moment. It was not like him to loose control or do something without thought but his mind was in this chaotic state so instead of fighting it he would ride it out until he crashed into something that would allow him to gather himself once more. He could not help but feel sorry for Alex as the guy most be more confused by his random emotional outburst as he was but since he chose to stay then Jamie could only assume that he was okay with it so far which was appreciated since Jamie needed a friend to fill the void that Sammy could not fill due to the distance and the fact that his superman was all grown up.

"I am smiling at something completely unimportant at the moment, so now that you have me here what ever will you do to me? Or rather what would you like me to do for you?" Jamie said completely ignorant of the fact that his question could be taken in a rather interesting light. Where Jamie had grown up he never heard of sexual innuendos nor if he did would he completely understand the concept but then again what did one expect from a boy raised by Buddhist monks. It did not bother Jamie that he did not full grasp certain things as he felt that if he did it would take away from important events in his life that should other wise hold deep and personal meaning to him and those involved. He could only speak for himself though how Alex took it would be an entirely different matter altogether.

 

[Alexander Hanson]

Alex stared at Jamie ridiculously as he explained that he was now stuck with him until he either grew uncomfortable, or bony. This made him laugh, though he tried his best to not move around too much, just so he wouldn't make Jamie's head move too much. How was he supposed to snuggle him if Alex was moving around like jelly? But what interested Alex most was the fact that not two minutes ago, Jamie seemed to want to leave and seemed to be worried about being close to him, even if it were just a friendship and nothing more. But right now? He seemed a little... random, though he was sure that there was a better word out there to describe, maybe silly would be one. But he put it down to the fact that Jamie was probably very tired and, to his knowledge, had a very stressful and emotionally troubling day, so he deserved to be able to unwind a little, though Jamie's unwinding was very laughable, all Alex did to unwind was paint. He chuckled slightly. "Okay, snuggle buddy, your snuggling wish is my command, just don't headbutt me or anything, because I'm right on the edge here and I don't want to fall." He explained, looking down slightly, then returning his atention back to Jamie, who looked quite please with himself, which caused Alex to roll his eyes.

Alex shifted his weight slightly at what Jamie said. He was quite an intelligent guy and he was quite sure that Jamie had no idea what he had just said, or did not fully think out the sentence before he said it. So he ignored his first thought, which admittedly was not very appropriate and could not be considered 'G'. He quickly realised the awkward air that was building and decided to laugh it off, working out a way to reach his sketch book without disturbing Jamie too much. He flipped it oepn to a fresh page and started to sketch Jamie, though it would be impossible to tell right now, and it would not be the best drawing he had ever drawn for the simple fact that his drawing glasses that he used were at the other end of the table, which would mean that he would have to get up completely and get them, leaving Jamie without a snuggle buddy, he couldn't bring himself to do such a thing. "Well... you could try to sit still so I can draw you?" He asked, looking down at Jamie, his pencil resting in his left hand, waiting to get drawing once again.

 

[James Killian]

Jamie eyes widen in a a comical way when he heard that Alexander wanted Jamie to be the subject of his next picture which was first for the little french boy at least the first that he knew of at the moment. It was an odd feeling to be admired in such a way that someone wished to remember you in such a way and one that he found to be unbelievable. He was not the kind of person who thought highly of his appearance nor did he find himself handsome but rather he thought himself sort of plain and forgettable. Yet it seemed that some individuals were drawn to him or vice versea so their must be something likable about himself for others to want to spend time with him. He sat up though his body protested to the separation as a chill ran across his skin causing the infamous goosebumps to form, if the man wished to draw him then who was he to refuse. "Very well if you want to sketch then I will be a willing subject so long as you do not draw me in unforgiving sort of way. It is a little weird for someone to want to draw a portrayed of me given that it is usually me wishing to draw others." Jamie said as a blush painted his cheeks red from embarrassment.

If Jamie was going to be a subject for a sketch not to mention being forced to hold a single pose he decided that he would try and learn a little bit more about Alexander. So he allowed the boy to gather his supplies and once each of them were settled into a comfortable position, he then fired off a few questions ," So Alexander are you single? Not that you have to answer any of my questions I ask but if I am to get to know you better than I can not find any better way than to ask annoying questions.". Jamie hoped that his questions would not offend and as he waited for an answer he decided that he could not ask others what he could not ask himself and so he decided that he would need to share information as well, "If you do answer my questions then I will answer any question that you ask me in return, that way we learn more about each other rather than this being one sided.". It seemed like a fair set up and he could only hope that Alex would agree to put up with his little questionair especially if he got something out of it in return.

 

[Alexander Hanson]

Alex laughed at the face Jamie pulled, one of amazment and shock. Though Alex couldn't see how he could be so shocked, surely people had asked to draw him beforehand? He stood upand retrieved his glasses and put them on, when he wanted to draw in detail, like he was about to, he wore his glasses. It wasn't that he had bad eyesight, he had quite good eyesight, but it was always easier to draw when his sight was magnified a little, just to enable him to close up on things and to carefully control his left hand as he replicated what he wanted to draw, he was a perfectionist when it came to drawing and rarely settled for the smallest of mistakes, often tearing pages out of his sketch pad if he saw a misstake. He removed his shoes and socks, for comfort, crossed his legs and wrapped himself up in the blanket that Jamie left behind, pulling a face that was designed to tease Jamie for his lack of blankie-ness, since he had to leave the blanket behind, and it was quite obvious that he didn't want to, Alex decided that he would take full advantage of the abandoned blanket and simply hog it all, Jamie would have to fight him for it back. He then placed his sketch pad in his lap and sighed slightly, not from annoyance or disappointment, but just for a little bit of a signal that he was going to start drawing and it would be good if Jamie stopped wiggling around or anything similar, though he was allowed to speak, Alex would do his mouth last as he aoubted that Jamie would be able to stay quiet for a awhile, just watch Alex draw him. But he had to laugh at Jamie's statement, he had not thought of drawing him as any different to what he really looked like, though now he was getting a rather funny image of Jamie with a comical moustache. "Cross my heart, I will draw you as you are, no funny moustaches or crazy hair. Honest." He said, running his finger across where his heart was, smirking when he saw Jamie smile, he continued to speak and draw Jamie's face, narrowing his eyes slightly. "So you do draw." He said, a smirk growing on his face. "I thought you 'weren't very good at it'." He quoted, remembering to a few minutes ago when Jamie had told him that he preferred to observe rather than participate in drawing, though Alex was sure that Jamie had done some drawing in his life, it was nice for him to say that he liked sketching, it was a bonus and definately earnt the guy kudo points.

When Jamie spoke once again, Alex looked up, a rather curious question to start off with, but he didn't mind, his relationship status was not a huge secret that he guarded with his life, he wasn't embarrassed to be single, though he wasn't over the moon by it either, he liked being in relationships because he had one person to turn to and he could always relie on that person, it was a nice feeling to be able to trust someone enough to accept them as your boyfriend or girlfriend. Though he had to admit, he was quite picky when deciding to date people. "I would be happy to answer any questions, Jamie." He said, looking at Jamie's hair and than returning his focus to the sketch pad. "At the moment, I'm flying solo." He answered, laughing at the realisation that Jamie was probably going to spend the rest of their time together thinking up crazy, random and as he put it, annoying questions for Alex to answer, that that he minded too much, it would keep things entertaining to say the least, he was quite comfortable and was now completely agreeable. Jamie had met Alex on a good day and had now quickly made it to the status of close friend. He shrugged slightly at the continuation of Jamie's statement. "Okay, well since I'm running a bit of a mind blank at the moment, I'll just steal your questions." He annoucned, laughing slightly. "So Jamie, are you single?"

Out of Character:

Not sure if 'blankie-ness' is a word, but it came to me and was too cute to not type

 

[James Killian]

"I am not good at it but that does not mean that I can not dabble from time to time I mean my dad is not good a t singing but that does not mean he will stop crooning out his rather horrific ideas of what a song should sound like." Jamie said with cunning that would have made any slytherin smirk it was a half truth but not entirely a lie at least not in his opinion. He did not think highly of his skills but that did not meant that others felt the same way surely someone believed he was a decent artist in his own rights but again he was his own worse critic.He remained as still as he could however without the warmth of the blanket he could not help but shiver from time to time which drew a glare from his eyes which was aimed at Alexander who seemed to be nothing more than a ball of pure happiness. It was contagious as Jamie mood was one that seemed to be on the up and up with each passing minute which was something to be expected as his father told him that he was not emotionally capable of exuding more than one emotion at a time much to the same effect that Tinkerbell was only big enough for one emotion at a time.

Jamie smirked when he heard that the guy had decided to answer his questions because he was not to proud to beg with his world fame puppy dog eyes that hardly ever worked on anyone. However when the guy decided to fire back the same question that he had just asked his smile seemed to fade for a moment as he debated answering the question. It was not that it was a big deal but no one had ever asked him it before ... it seemed as though he and Alexander would have a rather large number of first that the inexperienced Jamie would get to explore which both excited and terrified him beyond reason. "I am single yes... though I have a few people on my mind when it comes to people I would love to ask me out." Jamie said blushing slightly as he imagined Samuel, Alexander, and Noble all vying for his hand which was a sight to behold given that each were absolutely perfect in his eyes. A boy could dream from time to time as long as it was not over the top at least that is how he saw it though his father would surely have issue with the fleeting mindset of Jamie's. since he never been in a relationship then he simply did not have any clue as to know what made someone worthy of dating or even what made him worth being asked out for that matter. It was the one thing that he had no idea what to make heads or tail of but one he want more than anything in his life.

"So do you have any brothers or sister?" Jamie asked changing his approach to one that he would only ask what he did not mind answering himself to save face in front of Alexander.