Defiantly ignoring her friends’ continued censure, Marietta made friends with the Slytherins. Eventually, she began to receive smoldering looks from a certain Slytherin; looks she desired...

Finally, she brazenly confronted him, convinced he felt the same as she, "Is there something you want from me, Blaise?"

"Want from you?" Blaise arched an eyebrow.

She shot him a sultry look, a blatant invitation, "Like a date or something..."

With a sexy smile, Blaise ran a finger down her cheek, "Not hardly, Sneak." As she jerked away, he laughed, "We placed bets regarding that curse Granger used...whether or not it would return."

mood: amused
audio: Garth Brooks - The Dance