Author's Note: Written for the prompt: "we're at a harry potter themed halloween party and you and i are the ONLY hufflepuffs, what the heck?" this ons screams Jon x Sansa
"I always took you for a man of taste," Sansa said, coming up to him.
Jon snorted at that. If there was one thing he was sure of then it was the fact that Sansa had never praised his sense of style before. "Hmm…not sure I ever got that impression," he replied.
"Well, obviously it's something you've grown into since the last time I saw you if your Hufflepuff attire is anything to go on."
He laughed then and grinned at her. "Clearly we are the only two here with any sense of style."
"So many Gryffindors and Slytherins," she grimaced at the rest of the people attending Robb and Margaery's Harry Potter themed Halloween party. "At least Robb and Margaery are sorted correctly. He's definitely a Gryffindor and she's definitely a Slytherin."
"Full disclosure," he said, leaning in close and whispering in her ear as if he was sharing a state secret. "I'm not a Hufflepuff on Pottermore. I just like the house in general."
She turned then, her face so close to his that he could count the freckles that dotted the bridge of her nose. She'd hated them growing up, saw them as a blemish, but he'd always thought they were cute. Gave her perfect face a little character. Aware of the unexpected affect her closeness was having on him now, he wasn't sure he found them cute so much anymore rather than sexy.
"I'm not a Hufflepuff either," she whispered back. "Guess that makes one more thing we have in common."
"Hmm," he said, distracted by how stunning she was this close up. He was sure he should take a step back, but his legs seemed incapable of doing such a thing. Then his hand came up and brushed a stray strand of hair away from her eyes.
"Jon," she murmured, her eyes locked onto his lips.
He leaned forward and was millimetres from brushing his lips against hers, when Robb's strident voice sounded across the room and he realised he was about to kiss Sansa Stark in a crowded room.
In sync, they both stepped back and then Sansa gave him a wicked smile and said, "Want to find somewhere a little quieter?"
"I heard Hufflepuffs are particularly good finders," he retorted and enjoyed the peal of laughter she gave at his cheesy reference.