Finding company ((Jay + Brad))

[Jerica Firewind]

((OOC: sorry its pretty short, and bad i was brain dead after my final i promise the next one will be better))

Jerica couldn't believe that the year was almost over, well it pretty much was, just everyone was still at the school, and no one was packed. Book bags were left in the common room, summer homework was not done, and everyone piled towards hogsmede for some fun and memories as the year wrapped up and everyone getting ready to do their own things. Jer walked the streets alone, pushing though the crowds of people trying to make it to a place she always found someone to talk to.

Being a natural happy person Jerica had the tendency to wave at everyone who looked in her direction. Even though some did not respond it was just something to do. As she made the last turn towards the local pub, the three broomsticks, the wind picked up and a brisk chill ran down her spin. Tightening her signature red coat around her she picked up that pace, at last she reached the door and pulled her hands out of her jean pockets and pushed on it, it creaked open and a the famous smell of butter beer and must filled her lungs.

Finding the table farthest from the door but closet to the bar was the next task as hand, but it was a lucky day there was an empty one. Jerica quickly walked over to it and pulled out the chair sat down than ran her fingers through her hair trying to get it all the knots that they weather had caused. Pushing it out of her face she soon realized that she as the only one in the place sitting alone. That never happened. everyone always had someone to talk to.... today was first.

"one butter beer" she said to the bartender as he glanced her way. With a nod she knew he had herd her. The use to come here allot, so she knew the signs.

Moments later there was a open butter beer sitting in front of her.

"thanks"

Jerica pressed the bottle to her tightly to her peach lips, taking a small sip her eyes scanned over the room, looking for anything, a friendly face, a new face that walked in. Just anything that was someone to talk to. But as for the moment it didn't look like anyone was alone and around....

[Jay Young]

Jay had found himself finally at a place he remembered well, The Three Broomsticks. It must have been ages since he has the chance to sit down for a butterbeer. He missed that warm taste. ‘yum’ he thought as he got a slow shiver up his spine. Jay stood outside of the establishment for a few minutes, wondering if one of his good friends would just pop up. He missed them all, and still beats himself up about leaving without a good-bye. It wouldn’t surprise him if he got smacked, he really needed it to tell the truth.

Jay soon didn’t waste anymore time. He turned to face that same oak door he had come in and out of so many times in his life. He laughed remembering the good times, none of the bad. That’s the kind of person Jay was. He never dwelled on the negative parts of his past, just the positive ones. He smirked a little as he placed his hand on the wooden doorknob and opened the door, catching the sweet and bitter scents of Fire whiskey and Butterbeer. “Nothing’s changed” he said with a slight smile now finally stepping through the door.

He always looked for the closest table to the bar, but it was soon occupied by a girl just sitting down. She looked oddly familiar, but he kept it to his quiet little self as he walked up to the bar sitting down. He was greeted by a hug from the owner, who was close to his family back in the day.

“It’s good to see a familiar face” Jay said smiling.

“What can I get you today sir?” Marcus asked looking at him.

“One butterbeer and I’ll pay for myself” Jay said, already catching Marcus’s eye, knowing that he was going to give it to him for free. He laid his money on the table. After a minute or two of light conversation Jay as informed of Jerica. He knew the face now, sitting alone at that table looking for someone. He quietly gave Marcus a pat on the back, picking up his butter beer and then walked over sitting down at her table.

“Bet you don’t remember me at all” Jay said with that slight smirk he always gave as he pressed the half empty bottle back to his lips.

[[hope mines alright, haven't done a big post in ages]]

[Jerica Firewind]

Jerica eyes scanned the bar once more before she gazed back down on the bottle before her. The bartender was busy, all the other tables were full, and it was a strange feeling. Where was everyone? Where were all the other people that had no one to talk to? She couldn’t have been the only one. After all Hogwarts was full of students, and hogsemed was packed today.

The noise of the bar covered any sound of the door creaking open, so even when jay had shown up she hadn’t noticed. Coughing slightly from the must of the old place she took a swig of her drink. She heard the tender talking to someone but didn’t take it into any consideration, till the voice rang a bell. But Jer couldn’t place it, thinking of all the other times she was at the three broom sticks she was trying to remember who she was with. And who would know the tender so well. Nothing came to her.

It wasn’t until the student approached her that she thought of it again. He knew her? “Bet you don’t remember me at all” at that moment Jerica first reaction was to slowly reach for her wand that was in the back pocket of her dark skinny jeans. But being her curious self she looked up first. A small smirk crossed over her peach lips, and he fingers uncurled from around her wand

“How could I forget a face like that” Jerica mocked.

Jay young, there he was sitting in front of her they had both known each other since their first year, but he had vanished for a bit and no one knew why. There were rumours but the trio never listened. Jer wasn’t one of the sit alone in a bar kind of girl, jay knew that, so she was glad he had came over and sat down. Sipping her drink once more she watched him carefully over the top of her bottle. Maybe there were other people lonely in hogsmede after all.

[Jay Young]

“It’s been what? Three Years?” Jay started out, that same playful smirk on his face as he raised the now cool bottle to his lips, opening them just a little bit to take a swig of the luke warm liquid.

“I’m just glad I found someone I know” He said again as he looked around.

Jay knew about the rumors, he was the one that started them officially thanks to a couple of friends that had his address after he left. He needed away for most of them to forget about him. He couldn’t help it, it was that or die really. Jay shook his head softly, his once shaggy light brown hair now turned blonde fell in his face and he moved them away softly back behind his ear.

Noises in the bar now made Jay paranoid. Bottles breaking as a waitress walked by with a round for the table next to them now fell from her tray to the sandy stone floor, making that loud cracking sound that sent Jay’s left hand straight to the 10 and 1/3 inch wand in a hole by his pocket, which he had made to quickly grab it in case of trouble, quickly looking over to the waitress. He watched intently as she picked up the broken pieces of glass with a rag, shouting out an apology for everyone to hear.

Once everything turned back to normal, the bar growing back to the same noisy atmosphere that it usually had, Jay turned his head back to face Jerica smiling slightly as he did so, now growing cautious and keeping an ear and an eye out for anything that didn’t seem right by his book.