She went easy when he pulled her closer, leaning into the kiss, a small smile on her face when they parted. She rolled her eyes, "I might love Quidditch, but until they manage to turn it into something that goes to bed with me at night I think you're safe." She teased him teasing right back.
She grinned brightly when Dylan assured her they would win on Saturday. She was so looking forward to the match, to seeing Dylan when it was all over, her father - though perhaps not this woman he was bringing with him - her team. It was going to be a great day.
Laughing when Dylan moved them again, following his lead until she was on top of him, she shook her head. "And here all this time I thought it was me being selfish and stealing your warmth, little did I know you were using me too." She laughed again before ducking her head to kiss his neck. "I guess I don't have to feel so bad about using you in the future then."