O Brother, Where Art Thou? || JACEN

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O Brother, Where Art Thou? || JACEN Apr 23, 2013 13:06:20 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Apr 23, 2013 13:06:20 GMT -8

Kiernan sat in the back of the library, her feet kicked up on the table, a nail-file in her right hand as she strummed the rough surface against the edge of her already perfectly manicured nails. She wasn’t studying, Merlin, she never came to the library to study. She was here because she had an essay due in Transfiguration and she could watch the fifth year Slytherin boy writing it while she was in the area...make sure that he was duplicating her slightly elegant hand-writing to a T.

”You’re perfect, you know that?” She asked the younger Slytherin boy as he continued writing as fast as he could upon the parchment that was due on Friday in her Transfiguration class. He lifted his head a little bit and gave her the slightest of smiles from the corner of his lips and all she wanted to do was slam his head onto the edge of the table. He was an annoyance, a pest, something that was only vital to her because she refused to do her own work. So she sat there, the only evidence that she was agitated in the twitch at her perfectly plucked eyebrow.

Someone was coming her way and Kier immediately dropped her feet from the edge of the table to lean forward and get a closer look. She recognized the way that he walked, head held high in the air as if he was king of the world. Jacen Frost, her darling brother coming down the library straight toward her. She had been informed about him months ago, after her grandmother’s heart-attack. The whole thing had been explained: How she had been the superior sibling and her grandmother had chosen her, giving up the pathetic boy for adoption. However, Kier wasn’t exactly sure how much Jacen knew about her. After all, Grandmother Frost had only just started speaking to him.

Immediately, she began shooing the little Slytherin boy away from the table, knowing that he would only get in her way if she let him stay.

Thinking quickly, she shoved her books off the table, allowing them to fall onto the ground with a loud bang, surely alerting everyone in the library that she was there, including the boy that was walking past her. Then she raised the nail-file and pointed at the ground, ”Oops, Do you think that you could grab those?” She asked, putting on her best show. Dark brown eyes went wide and she immediately let her lip pout out ever so slightly. If she was going to win over the darling older brother, she was going to do it on her terms, not his. She was going to make him think that she was an angel...and then yank the rug right out from underneath him, just in time to see his pathetic little life crumble under her careful destruction. Because Kerinan knew if Jacen didn’t go through with his betrothal as planned, then the family fortune would fall her to.

What a sweet victory her future inheritence would ring.

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O Brother, Where Art Thou? || JACEN Apr 24, 2013 18:35:25 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Apr 24, 2013 18:35:25 GMT -8

Jacen was walking through the castle, headed towards the library. He was done class for the day but he had few inches of parchment left on his report for Potions class. Though he knew he could get away with it because it’s Slughorn and the man would let him get away with almost anything, he decided he should do the work. It would help him most to just do the work, he was almost done with his final year of schooling anyway. He entered the library and quickly said hello to the librarian, who almost fainted as Jacen smiled at her. He couldn’t help but chuckle at himself, God I love being me. As he passed one of the tables, he heard books fall to the floor. Instinctively he reached to catch them but missed, he then heard a sweet voice ask him to pick them up. He was already going to but the voice sounded attractive and he was extremely excited to see the face it belonged to. He reached down and picked up the books, and then knelt to put them back where they had started.

He was right the girl who the voice belonged to was beautiful. She was a new face to Jacen, which didn’t happen often. She was very attractive but he could not place her. “Here you go m’lady” he paused and flashed one of his winning smiles. “I’m sorry I don’t recognize you, I’m Jacen Frost. Of course you probably knew that already” he grinned as he spoke, who didn’t know the illustrious, Head Boy who captained the Hufflepuff Quidditch team with the best grades in the whole school. God it was great to be the best.

Now face to face with the girl, he began to notice something. Something familiar but he couldn’t place it. It was her eyes, he had seen them before. Did he know her? Who was this mystery girl? Jacen knew the names of almost every girl worth knowing in the entire castle. It was something he took pride in, but the idea that he would meet two girls in the same week who he didn’t know concerned him. Her eyes were a dark shade of brown, nearly black. They felt so familiar to him, like he should recognize them and their owner. But no matter how long he stared, nothing seemed to fit. He definitely did not know the girl in front of him. “And who are you beautiful?” For most guys that would be considered hitting on her, but with Jacen it was just a normal expression he used quite often.

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O Brother, Where Art Thou? || JACEN Apr 28, 2013 19:22:18 GMT -8

Post by Deleted on Apr 28, 2013 19:22:18 GMT -8

Half-cocked to physically gag at him, it took most of Kiernan’s strength not to show her dismay in his choice of adjectives to describe her. Beautiful? Honestly, he thought himself a charmer, but she found herself wondering if all the girls were dimwitted enough not to see through the thin-veil that was his muse-less tact. This was her brother, after all.That being said, he had no idea who she was...but it was the principle of the matter, ”Merlin, thanks. You’re a saint, aren’t you?” She said as he placed the books back onto the table where she had moments before knocked them to the ground.

And then he had to go and ask for identification. Well she wasn’t just going to outright spill the beans about their sibling-nature. No, Merlin, no. Kiernan was at least going to have a little fun with her food before she devoured him and that delicious sum of money that Grandmum was keeping tied up in his betrothal.

Reaching down to hold up the edge of her robes, she flashed the silver Prefect’s badge that was under the Slytherin House Crest, offering him a slight smirk, ”I’m a prefect. I should think that you knew me by now as well.” Round-a-boutly taking a backhanded dig at his Head Boy status with her words, she couldn’t help but reach up and press her fingertips to her lips, trying to hide the smirk under the pretense of a blush. In Kier’s mind, he should have known everything about the students of Hogwarts. The ins and outs. The inner workings of the system. ‘Come on, Jacen. Give me something to work with!’ Her internal monologue chastised, but the gentle smile on her lips never faltered as she removed her hands from her lips.

”Kiernan. Kiernan Leona.” She didn’t bother with a last name, there would be a time for her to announce their similar heritage in the near future, but she didn’t want to spoil the little game that she was paying just yet. It was much more fun watching her overly arrogant prick of a brother trying to figure her out, ”Sit.” She nodded at the chair that was across from her, then realized that she was perhaps being a little demanding and immediately softened her demeanor...of course, it was all a game, ”Please. Are you any good at Transfiguration? You must be with all the stories I've heard about you...” Dark eyes scanned him, attempting to take in as many details as possible without being overly obvious.