He was dumbfounded. He, Sirius Black, master of pickup lines and landing dates, had just been rejected. It was a new feeling for him, and he was certain that it wasn't one that he wanted to repeat. Ever. It was an unpleasant feeling, rejection, and he had a feeling that there were many girls in the school that had felt this very feeling, and he was the cause of it.
"You don't date? How is this possible?" He asked, sitting up straight and leaning forward, resting his elbows on his knees and his chin on his hands. "You're definitely among the more attractive girls in the school, yet you don't have a boyfriend?"