A Way to End an Argument PV Group Closed

Interaction with: @Willow Anderson @Alan Vanes @Mildred Wilson @Jake Morris & @George Henry

Love? Calling it love might be too much. Jack would never call it love. He would barely call it a like like. There was something about her, though Jack couldn't tell exactly what. She was a firecracker, and the boy knew he liked that.

Out of nowhere, Jack had decided to kiss her. Many would call that heat of the moment decision, but Jack wouldn't actually consider his action a decision. Like most everything, Jack did it was done quickly and without forethought. It may have taken him several encounters with the girl actually to recognize the fact that he might have a budding crush-This kiss was lasting awhile? Was it going on for too long?

Vainly, Jack thought about how he must be fantastic at kissing. I mean, there would be absolutely no other reason for the kiss to be lasting this long. It wasn't like she could be shocked or anything like that...

Eventually, it would have to end, like most good things. What the Hufflepuff hadn't expected was the yelling that followed! 'How dare you'-Blah blah blah- 'Great hall'- Blah blah blah- 'Do you really think that you're that great of a person?' Well, yes, but he didn't say that aloud. It almost took him a minute to realize that the wet Gryffindor from the pool party was holding her back! He glanced at him, somewhat grateful that she wasn't free to tear into him like a crazed tiger!

"Look, it wasn't that bad, was it? C'mon, it would have never of lasted that long if you didn't, at least, enjoy it a lil' bit-" Jack started before a soft thump against his back. Curiously he turned to see a small stuffed animal lying on the floor. Was it a ....horse? ...Giraffe? ...Llama? Does it honestly matter? All that mattered is that somebody had thrown it at him! Glancing behind him, Jack saw Mildred standing there with anger(?) in her eyes. Again this whole shebang had been a series of subverted expectations: yelling, random Gryffs, Mildred, and a stuffed whatever. Like a cherry on top, there stood his two best friends gawking. Jake, with a mix of horror and worry on his face and George, looking surprisingly annoyed. George had seen Jack do much worse, without disapproving looks like that. What was his deal? They were too far away for Jack to hear over Willow's yelling, but they were clearly focused on him.

Finally, he had the chance to react appropriately: "Look, no need to throw a tantrum- it was just a kiss," Was all Jack felt like he needed to say, and with that, he raised his hands in mock surrender, "My bad."

Interacting with @Alan Vanes @Mildred Wilson @Jack Warren

Willow gently released Alan's hand, feeling like she could have control over the situation. She needed the control, Jack was someone that always threw her for a loop when it came to control. What was it about Jack? He was a pain in her side, but they went along so well together. Their idea of mischief making and having fun lining up pretty well when they were actually working together rather than against each other. She had experienced her fair share of surprises from others in terms of physical attacks, but never was one a kiss. A sign of affection, of care in some way. Did he like her? Could she like him? Was she even worth someone's love? Something in her wanted to kiss him again just to see.

A hand went up to touch her lips, as if the feeling of the kiss was already disappearing and she wanted to hold onto it. He was right, it wasn't that bad as far as first kiss expectations went, except for the fact that they were literally in the middle of a fight. About her art. She had to remember why she was angry, caught up in the possibility of feelings, rather than the ones that were already boiling inside her.

It was then she realized the flying object was a good friend of hers, Chicken. Eyes quickly found Mildred, begging her with her eyes to drag her out of here since her own legs weren't moving. Except this dumb boy kept opening his mouth. Just a kiss? This was her first kiss! On her birthday! This wasn't a small act, it was grand theft. All feelings of wonder and amazement of affection were gone as briefly as they had come to cloud her thoughts. She slowly walked towards him, trying to seem as intimidating as she could as she spoke with as much calm as she could. "No big deal? It was my first kiss you arrogant string bean. You stole it from me. Those are supposed to be special. But no, you took that away from me." At this point she was standing directly in front of him, glaring up at the tall boy.

'I could kiss him again like this...'

Quickly she shook off the thought, she was furious with him. It wasn't her fault that he had a stupid cute face and a goofy smile that lowered her defenses. "And once again you can't muster a half decent apology."

Interacting with @Jack Warren, @Willow Anderson, Chicken, @George Henry & @Jake Morris

Alan looked in between Willow and Jack with a mix of confusion and worry. It still was not clear to him what exactly had happened. Of course he had noticed the kiss, how couldn't he have? But he did not get why the kiss happened and what was up with this situation. Clearly Willow had not been aware of all of that happening until it was too late or was she? He glanced at the taller Hufflepuff, Jack as he had learned just a day before this one. He had met the boy at the pool and thought he was fun to be around and he clearly understood why George and Jake were friends with him. He had also seen that day how close he must be with Willow, but judging from Willow's tirade they were clearly not as close as they might have seemed the day prior when the Hufflepuff girl had been carried around by the obviously taller kid.

A stuffed animal flew through the room and after hitting Jack with a soft thud, it fell to the ground like the lifeless object it was. Alan had no idea who threw the stuffed animal; an alpaca if he remembered correctly, but he was sure of one thing: stuffed animals did not belong onto the floor of a dining hall as big and crowdy  as Hogwart's. He carefully picked up the colorful piece of fabric filled with what felt like fluffy cotton and held it in his hand a bit confused. He took a look around, trying to figure out who it belonged to and caught sight of Jake; him perhaps? He disregarded that thought right away, the small badger looked way too confused and... disgusted to be throwing around stuffed animals. Alan doubted he would throw around a stuffed animal at all and quickly came to the conclusion that the answer would be no. The question why he looked so disgusted stayed and Alan wondered whether there were too many greens on his plate. If Jake happened to see him, Alan would offer him a light smile and a nod as greeting before he caught movement from the corner of his eye.

Warily he watched as Willow stepped closer to the Hufflepuff boy, ready to step in once again. He had never seen the girl so angry or well, he had never seen the girl even remotely angry and was surprised to see her capable of an emotion such as fury. He really hoped she would not be doing anything silly, because there were countless professors and prefects present in the Great Hall who would be quick to give her detention if she were to hit him. Alan wouldn't be letting her get into detention for defending herself like this, but had no idea how to handle such a situation either. If only he had more social skills or knowledge how to figure out situations right in front of his nose, like he had seen Flash do before. But he also couldn't just do nothing, which is why he looked around for another familiar face until he spotted George right by Jake's side. The Gryffindor's shoulders fell in relief and he sighed. He really hoped that George would know how to handle the situation, if something were to go wrong. He did notice that the Hufflepuff was watching the situation and he seemed to be interacting with Jake occasionally, so the third year also hoped that he would be willing to step into the situation if it meant to stop Jack and Willow from causing trouble. He really wanted to prevent it if they were going to do something dumb.

This was all just a bit too much for the boy. Jack hadn't felt like his kiss had warranted everyone to freak out at him suddenly! It was just a stupid kiss. It seriously no big deal! The victim in question, Willow, had recoiled only to move back closer. Jack could tell she was trying her best not to swing a left hook straight to his jaw. Her little face was a strawberry red, and Jack couldn't help the tiniest chuckle from escaping his lips.


Looking down at the irate little girl, Jack felt no sense of nervousness or unease at the fact that he did 'steal' her first kiss. Not like it was that big of a deal. Jack had his first kiss ripped away from him. Just another day in the life of a Hogwarts student, he assumed.


Jack was getting the feeling that things were getting a little too hostile for the boy, and he decided that it was just about to say Auf Wiedersehen. Time to leave. Willow was going on about how he couldn't even say sorry in the correct way- Which is very untrue. He said sorry, shouldn't that be enough? "
Look, If you think I'm just gonna stand here and get yelled at, you are wrong." With a flourished turn, Jack walked away from the girl. He had quickly decided that he wasn't in the mood to deal with any more stuff.


As he walked out of the great hall, Jack gave Mildred a steely glare before passing by. Who in the world throws a stuffy at somebody?! Next, his eyes were drawn to the boys. Sarcastically he spoke, "You're lookin' like you've been suckin' bad flavored jelly bean." With that, he left the hall.

Jack leaves the thread unless otherwise stopped.

Interacting with @Jack Warren @Alan Vanes @Mildred Wilson
Mentioning @George Henry @Jake Morris

Maybe Willow had been too harsh. Her anger was never something she could control well. Suddenly she felt bad as Jack started to make his leave out of the Great Hall. She couldn't help but feel they were both in the wrong. Him, for kissing her. And her, for making such a big deal about it. So much so where Alan got involved. Thankfully he did, otherwise she really didn't know what she would do.

She opened her mouth to protest him leaving, but decided to let it go and let him walk off. Slowly, she turned around to face Alan again seeing Chicken in his hand. "That's.. Mildred's. I can take it. She's right over there." She gently took the alpaca and held it to her chest for comfort. "Thank you for helping me out there Alan. I'm just... I'm gonna go." With a final glance at the two boys that also seemed to be observing and were absolutely disgusted she gave a single nod before turning on her heel and walking out with her head down. She still felt utterly embarrassed.

Her course of movement was headed straight towards Mildred, her best friend other than Flash. She handed her chicken and grabbed her hand gently. "Can we go to the common room before class? I have food that I can give you since you haven't eaten yet." Mildred agreed, and together they headed out of this extremely weird and incredibly eventful lunch.

Willow and Mildred have left the thread
Permission to Godmod Mildred Given

He would hand the stuffed animal to Willow and nodded. He still hoped that she was okay though. His gaze for a quick second shifted towards the girl he would get to know as Mildred, before watching Willow leave. Alan would sigh softly, shaking his head as he made his way over to the Gryffindor table to seek out Scott so that they could sit together. Alan still was not completely sure what had actually happened there but he also did not really want to think about it much. He just hoped that Willow was alright, that was all. But he assumed he would find out during their birthday party later that day.

He sat down across from Scott and began to talk to his dorm mate as he filled up his plate so that he could finally eat some of the lunch; the actual reason he had entered the Great Hall for. @Scott Alexander usually was around and Alan spend most of his lunch or food breaks with him if they happened to be in the great hall at the same time. After finishing his lunch he would just follow the usual course of the day without much of any further issues, looking forward to the evening and Willow and his birthday party.