Katie didn’t often get a swelled head, but Amber was giving her one. The Slytherin girl had a reputation for being a huge Quidditch fan. Since it seemed like she was being truthful, it actually meant a lot to Katie. Despite her success and her invitation to the Harpies’ camp, she still had moments where she thought her game was bullocks. “Don’t let your housemates hear you say that.” She grinned at Amber. Pausing briefly, her tone grew serious. “Thanks,” Katie said sincerely.
“My mood?” Katie shrugged coyly. “We’re not really playing Quidditch. I really only know when I step out on the pitch.” We are certainly playing a game though, Katie thought.
Watching Amber with wry amusement, Katie had to fight the urge to be shy or squirm as she was naked before the other girl. No matter how formfitting and skimpy it was, Amber wasn’t naked.
Holding her end of the towel, she looked at Amber wondering what was going on. It seemed like Katie should think there was the threat of a prank. But, the energy between them didn’t feel like that at all. Katie’s excitement and nervousness were hardly due to the feeling of a threat…
“That depends,” Katie began with a smile. “There is no way, no matter how convinced I am that I’ll win, that I am getting my bare arse outside.” She met Amber’s gaze, smiling as she waited to see what the sultry Slytherin might be up to.