"Preston can dream on. I wouldn't even shag him, let alone marry him. He was a good Auror, don't get me wrong, but I've a few standards left."
She giggled at his suspicious look. "Oh, you're such a chicken, Pucey. Here, let me show you what you're missing."
She turned and sat down onto the chair. The moment her backside rested against the seat, a very light vibration began in just the right spot. With every moment she sat there, the vibration grew stronger, more intense, and felt that much more wonderful. She let out a breath as the vibration did its work, but moments later, forced herself to stand up and off the wonderful seat.
"Oh, I think he's going to thank me for this one," she said with a wide smile as she pushed the seat back under the desk. "In fact, maybe I'll borrow it the next time a date doesn't pan out. Everyone deserves a little satisfaction, don't you think?" She added with a wink.