Grinning, Sara could see the pride in Clara's tone. She wasn't surprised that the girl had admitted to experience, after all, who hadn't been in a situation like that? What she was curious to know was what role Clara had been in in the situation. "Slytherins seem to usually be the cause of it, rather than the effected." Sara mused, "Not to say there isn't Slytheirns who've used Slytherins." She alluded to her own use of certain Slytherins, namely a certain blonde girl.
"Too bad that standard doesn't swing both ways." Sara said almost wistfully before catching herself. "In this society men are expected to have secrets. Women are expected to play roles." She knew she was expected to play the role of a loving wife who didn't know her husband was of shagging another girl. "Not that that stops some."
"And the ratios of who knows what don't intrigue you?" Clara's self-assurance was a bit of a turn-on. The usual girl she was interested in was one of weaker mind and easy to manipulate. Clara wasn't any of those. "If more people have drawn certain conclusions than you think, that could be a time bomb waiting to explode."