Jercy -  - Oneshot #92

The two had finished the rest of their work quickly. Percy humming quietly to himself as Jason's legs tangled with his. Jason didn't really know why his legs were bumping and wrapping themselves around Percy's legs, but it didn't matter. It was comfy and their robes fell off of their legs smoothly. Jason didn't know why that was so important to him.

"So, you hear about that Harry Potter kid?" Jason asked, diminishing the near silence they had created. Percy chuckled, "Yeah? What about him? He's just another third year student!" Percy spoke in slightly mockery, making Jason crack a smile.

"I want to be like him." Jason admitted quietly. Percy opened his mouth for a moment. Then deciding against saying anything, he closed it. Jason let out a small breath as he put his hands down. His elbows chilled as his robe sleeves came up.

Finally Percy got the nerve to talk.

"You shouldn't." That was all he managed to say. All he could say really.

Jason glanced at him and frowned. "And why is that?" He challenged, the blond still noticing their limbs were close. "Because then where would I be? I'm not smart enough to be Hermione Granger, and I don't think I'd make a good Rom Weasley." Jason turned his head to Percy.

"Well, can't you be Harry Potter?" Jason asked as he began to look down. Percy chuckled softly, averting Jason's attention to his eyes.

"Well, there can't be three Harry Potters. That'll just be weird." Jason laughed and slowly scooted closer to Percy. Hesitantly placing a hand on his hip as the raven haired wizard turned on his side to face Jason's eyes. Jason could feel his breath ghosting on his lips. A blush riding up his neck and stated to warm his cheeks.

"Maybe I can be Ginny Weasley." Percy whispered as he started to lean in. Cupping his face, Percy bumped their foreheads together softly. Jason's heart pounding at unnatural speeds.

Their lips were getting closer.

"What do you think you're doing! It's nearly after curfew!" A student exclaimed, a badge glinting on their robe. The teenage boy stiffened as he looked at Jason.

"Gryffindor, you're a long way away from your tower." He began. His voice held no threatening manner but it was enough to make Jason start to set angle himself from Percy.

Percy, however, had other plans.

"He's staying with me. We'll camp out in the common room, no big deal." Percy dismissed. The other boy saw no point in arguing and stalked off. The common room completely empty by now anyway.

"Where were we?" Percy asked almost flirtatiously. Jason eyes him with a hint of lust for his lips. Percy grinned in a near cock-ish manner and pulled Jason close.

"You still mad about Snape?" Jason questioned as Percy reconnected their foreheads.

"Shut up." He murmured, and pecked his lips.

Woah

"Thank you." Jason said stupidly as Percy pulled away. Percy's cheeks were rose colored as he looked at Jason again. A small smile present on his lips as he answered; "You're welcome."

Jason pushed his fingers through his hair, and watched as Percy patted the couch. "We'll sleep here. Take off your robes so they won't wrinkle." Untangling their legs, both boys took off their robes. Leaving a pair of slacks and a dress shirt for them to sleep in (if they didn't take those off too).

Percy held his robe by the shoulders and gave it a small shake. Jason folding his robe and throwing it to the ground. Percy's slung over a chair as he kicked off his shoes.

"Wands?" Jason asked as he held up his. Percy thought for a moment and took his out slowly. "We could leave them at the side tables..." He began and looked at Jason for a sign of agreement.

Jason winced and tightened his grip over the wand. "I'm going to keep mine with me." He states as Percy shrugged. "Okay." Percy found himself saying, a little hurt for reasons he couldn't understand.

"Now for sleep." Percy said, pointing to the bed with his hand. Jason frowned, "I don't think we can both fit." He worried aloud. Percy kicked his lips quickly and looked at the couch.

"Top or bottom?"

Jason choked. "W-What?!" He stammered, coughing a few times because he managed to choke on his own spit. Percy groaned "Not like that! You want top of bottom?" He questioned again.

"Does it matter...?" Jason shot back weakly. Percy frowned, "Top then." He decided for the blond. Jason honestly didn't care at that point.

"I'll get on first. You lay on top of me, or on top of the cough itself. Whatever you do..." Percy trailed off and got into the couch. His legs curling to his chest as he moved his head into a comfortable position. Jason looked at the floor, Percy, and then the top of the couch.

"Can I not just sleep on a chair?"

"I guess..."

Jason took that as a yes and went to the chair Percy had out his robe on. Slipping into it silently, he looked back at Percy.

"Night." He stated.

"Good night."

A/n:
Okay. Percy pecked his lips because they're eleven. They shouldn't be making out in the common room— they should be playing with magic or whatever. Buttttt, I thought why not?! Like, as an eleven year old I wanted to be kissed, mainly because I'm hopelessly romantic. Gtg!

- Bridget

P.S. I drew Kroila, thoughts???