Dorcas + Kingsley
Kingsley wasn't running away, he was crafting a careful retreat so he didn't cross paths with Rita while she was talking to Lucius Malfoy. Maybe it was juvenile to be avoiding her, especially after their dinner had ended the way it had, but he wasn't sure what it meant and he didn't really want to chance fate by dealing with both his ex (current?) lover and Lucius Malfoy at the same time. There was taking risks, and there was being stupid.
The courtyard seemed like the best plan, so with a drink in hand he headed that way. He noticed Dorcas almost immediately, her bright blue bow impossible to miss. Not able to hide his smirk, he headed her way.
"Well, that's certainly a new look for you, Meadowes." He leaned against the wall next to her, a little too close than was strictly necessary.