Fireside

Jack stiffened at her question. He put his arms, palms facing up, on the table, and showed them to her. When quickly glancing, you might not be able to tell the difference between them besides the lack of hair that was on his right arm, but upon further inspection it could be seen that there were a few other discrepancies. His right arm had tighter skin, and was a bit bumpier than his left arm. It also had a reddish tint to it, as if it was permanently burnt.

"A Dragon got lose, and I couldn't exactly handle that, so I left the force."

Jack kept it short and simple, he didn't want to elaborate on what happened, not only for fear of choking up, but just the idea of putting everything into words gave Jack anxiety all over again, so he kept his mouth quiet. While she flipped through his notes, Jack stared at Tris. He was surprised as she looked at his notes, somehow being able to understand it, and he looked down bashfully as her words processed through his head.

Him? An author? Jack was barely able to write down those notes in that book. Maybe he'd be able to muster up the dedication to put it in a fully fledged book someday, though. Maybe if he was bored enough one day. And besides, Jack just got a new job, so he actually had to do real work in the coming weeks.

"T-thanks, Sophie, but I, uh, I already got a job at Hogwarts. I'm the new Charms Professor over there, and Head of Ravenclaw, I think. But, uh, maybe in my freetime I'll think about that book."

He smiled sheepishly at her compliment as he spoke. He looked at his cold glass of water, little droplets forming on the sides and sliding down them, running through the light film of frost that covered the outside of the glass.

She knew she should not have asked him about his hand. Obviously this was something that he did not want to remember.
However, he showed her, and at first she did not notice the difference. When she looked closer, she saw that the skin is burned, it's certainly a lot of pain. "Recently something burned you? There are various balm that help in fast healing, "she looked at him. She fell silent after his words. It is clear that burns was there for a long time.

"Oh," that is the only she did say and to avoid embarrassment returned a look at the book.

After a short scroll, she back to him a book, visibly impressed.
"Try, I think you can be very successful Jack" she smiled slightly.

She raised her hands to fix her hair, and her sweater with wide sleeves became so raised by her hands that could clearly see the Dark Mark on her left forearm. It took a while until she is noticed, and quickly descended vest. She hoped no one noticed. She was careless, her mask can now be in vain. She frantically looked around and then the guy in front of her. He certainly saw, sitting too close to her. She pulled back a little further, thinking that the time was right to return to work.

"Oh, Head of Ravenclaw? I was a Slytherin, "she laughed nervously. "Charms I never liked, I'm sorry."

Jack looked back up at her following Beatris' compliment. Being the 20 year old that he was who was easily swayed by any female that told him to do anything, Jack already began planning out the different chapters to his book, and the outlines, and his eyes grazed over her, and just out of the corner of his eyes, he saw it. Shit. F***. God dammit.

He didn't look directly at it, so he acted as if he never saw it, smiling nervously at her words when she spoke about her Charms abilities.

"Hey, uh, if you ever need help with any Charms, just give me a call and I'll be right over. That was my best class."

Maybe attempting to flirt with someone who considered themselves a dark wizard wasn't the greatest of ideas, considering Jack was part of The Order, but he wasn't thinking too clearly at this point. He began to think of ways to justify what he was doing, in any sort of way. He hasn't even heard from anyone in The Order in a long time, how would they even know what he was doing? And it's not like she'd find out if he was up against her anytime soon, which hopefully he wouldn't.

Jack continued to at least try to justify why he wasn't calling on a civilians arrest or something on her. She was a Death Eater, for crying out loud. Half the stuff she did was probably illegal.

"What year did you graduate from Hogwarts? You don't look a minute older 18."

Stop embarrassing yourself and do something, Jesus Christ.

He noticed a sign. She knew it, he was smiling nervously. Maybe she needed to delete his memory? Well,she will do it if see it necessary. Or will still occur a stronger magic? Maybe Imperio?

"Thank you, but I'm very good at it. I just did not like that subject .. but I was an excellent student, " she laughed a little sneaky, just to see if it causes fear in him. She just prayed to God that he is not a member of the order.

She looked at him, "You almost hit. I have nineteen, twenty soon. What about you, Jack? Tell me more about yourself than your apparent interest in the dragons" might flirting will save her.
If she looks like she was very interested in he, it might care to prevent he reports to someone that she is member of DE. She will try to question him about his life, so you might find out whether he was a member of the order or not.

Jack nodded at her saying she was an excellent student. His left hand reached towards his wrist, and began to pick at part of his scar, even though there was nothing to pick at but skin, and he listened to her ask questions, and looked up, registering her sudden barrage of questions.

"I'm, uh, I'm going to be twenty-one this coming September."

He looked at her, his head tilted slightly as he thought about everything he knew about dragons. Unfortunately, he didn't know too much, so he would probably be out of information really quickly. He basically had learned everything he currently knew within the past two years, so his short reservoir of information wouldn't get him very far in conversation with Beatris.

He shifted in his seat, and held his hands onto his elbows, looking at her with curiosity.

"There's not much too me besides Hogwarts and Dragons, to be, uh, to be honest. I'm not a very interesting guy."

He smirked, or at least tried to, at the end of his sentence, but his joke was flat, so he was left to quickly look down in shame at his joke and cough as if he didn't laugh at his own words, and then looked at Tris.

"What about you? All I know is that your name is Sophie and you went to Hogwarts. "

Well, he did know she was a Death Eater, but that was a technicality, and one that Jack was going to address later. Definitely. He wouldn't have second thoughts on reporting this lovely woman to the authorities.

She laughed merrily, "Well, you're not much older than me. Surely I know you from  Hogwarts ".
She looked at him, "September? You will for sure organize an unforgettable party, " she laughed.

She shook her head, "I find you very interesting man Jack. Everyone is an interesting in its own way, "she laughed.
"For now, I learned that you are a professor, which means that you were probably a good student and you know a lot about that subject. Dragons are fascinating you, which connects you to the person with an adventurous spirit who does not know for fear. You are nervous around me, which means you're not very good at talking to the opposite gender, "she looked at him.
" You see, a lot of information, is not it? "She laughed.

She thought for a moment. No need to lie anymore, he knows who she is.
"Actually, my name is Beatris Greyback. Sophie is my middle name. As you can see, I'm working here. "She gestured at the coffee. 
"You can ask me if you want to know something about me and I will answer you," she laughed lightly. Inside her head she thought, just do not ask whether I am a member of the order.

Jack looked at his lap, a smirk running across his face as she just gave out all the information that he had given her about himself. He had just willingly given a Death eater as much information about himself as possible. He was basically turning in his resignation from the Order. But for a large portion of this whole conversation, his brain was barely even functioning. 

Greyback. Shit.

He nodded at her statement, and he put his elbows on the table, and he began to think of a question. This question would prove to be one of the more dangerous ones he would dare to ask, and the following response could potentially hurt him.

Don't ask it, you piece of crap.

"I , uh, I have one question. Would you, uh, would you be willing to go out with me to dinner sometime soon?"

You bloody idiot. Jack metaphorically resigned. At this point in time, he was actually asking a Death Eater out for an evening out. Why wasn't his head functioning properly? Not only was she a Death Eater who held the same ideals as Lord Voldy did way back when, but she was related to the famed Fenrir Greyback, and all Greybacks honestly were pretty repulsive. So the question remained, why did Jack do it?

Jack was a moron.

She looked at him. He was nervous, really. She smiled faintly. Of course, that's what happens when a man is talking with a Death Eater. Perhaps she should now delete his memory? Still, it's too risky, a lot of people are around them. Anyway, he knows,  but he is probably too scared to say anything to anyone.

"Oh," she said only that. This issue is definitely not expected. She did not scare him too much? She did not want to refuse, he was sweet and pretty. If she does not like someone else she might even try with him. But still, she and Kace were not in relationship, at least not yet. If he wants a friendly dinner, it would be fine.

"This is a little awkward," she laughed nervously.
"Of course, we can go out .. as friends. I like that one guy .. Kace Lecium. Auror. Maybe you know him ..." she muttered nervously bit. This was not supposed to say. If he knows Kace from Order  it could be a problem. He could say to Kace that she's a Death Eater.

"And frankly, you are acting like you regret for that question," she smiled faintly. 

"But do not worry, I understand completely. A lot of people don't want to have anything  with the second born daughter of notorious  Fenrir Greyback.. But do not worry, I'm not a werewolf, I will not eat you," she tried to turn everything into a joke that this would be just a little less annoying. The truth is that people are quite beside her when they heard her last name.