"That all? Boring," she said simply, bringing her hand to her mouth in a fake yawn. "I'd like to find one person who hasn't done that."
"Gryffindors aren't known for being all talk," she pointed out, pulling her foot away from his touch. "And what makes you think I'm flirting? You barge in here and I'm simply trying to make small talk." She moved forward on her knees, her hand reaching out to pull a strand of his short hair behind his ear, her hand continuing down down his shoulder and tracing the length of his arm. "I'm merely being friendly. Besides, you haven't exactly given me anything to go on but vague promises and warnings. I think it's you that's doing nothing but blowing hot air."