"Vodka it is." Pansy agreed quickly. A slender hand wrapped around the bottle's neck and brought it out of the fridge as she stood once more. "Did you want ice?" She turned to look back at him, her eyes trailing over his body shamelessly. There was no denying the sexual tension between the two. Back in school they'd slept together a few times and were considered the prince and princess of the Slytherin house. It only seemed fair to her. However they'd never truly been in a relationship, which wasn't that big of a deal to her. She couldn't, however, ignore the fact that there were feelings there. The two just didn't act upon them.