Chapter two – in witch Draco blushes

I'm alone in my dorm room, sitting at the desk by the window and trying but failing to write an introduction for my essay on the Rumples potion. I keep getting distracted by the memory of my meeting with Jack two days ago. I wonder what he's up to. I imagine he's creating havoc for some unsuspecting wizard by icing his path way. The thought makes me smile.

I pulled from my imaginings by a quite rapping on the window. A playful Jack Frost is precariously balancing on the ledge outside and watching me with a playful smile. I quickly open the window and he jumps onto my desk accompanied by a chilly wind which blows my parchment to the floor.

'Hello Ja…' I begin to say but am cut off by his icy lips covering mine. I'm rather surprised by the impromptu kiss and before I have the chance to react he pulls away.

'Sorry,' he explains unashamedly, 'I haven't been able to touch anyone in a very long time and…you know.'

'I'm…happy to oblige.' I reply coyly. I can feel the blush in my cheeks.

Jack bounds off of the desk and slumps onto my bed. I turn to face him. 'How can you see me?' he asks straight to the point.

'Excuse me?'

'I mean no one else has ever seen me before. And I've tried so hard to get their attention. I shouted for hours even tried to write in the snow, but no one ever sees me. And one day I'm just frosting a pine tree by a lake and who happens to call to me but a young wizard I've never even set eyes on before. How can you see me?'

'I guess I just read about you in a book and happened to see you one winter's day in my garden wilting the daffodils in the flower beds.'

'Why did you never say hi before?' His face is sad.

'You seemed busy. I didn't want to disturb you. Sorry.'

Jack looks down at his hands and remains quiet. I wonder what he is thinking about. I hope I haven't upset him.

'Would you like something to eat or drink?' I ask, trying to break the tension.

'Nah, I'd better be off, lots of work to do.' The creature stands up. He eyes my parchment on the floor, picks it up and passes in to me before hopping back onto the desk.

'Jack.' I say before he crouches out of the window. He turns back to me and I stand up so we're at the same height. I quickly lean in and peck him on his soft, pale lips. 'Come back any time.'

He gives me a cheeky smile before jumping out of the window and the winds Wisk him out of sight.

I sit back down at the desk and look back at my parchment. Perfect frost fingerprints glisten from the rough surface where Jack had just touched it.

Maybe I'd be less distracted in the library.