"Poor Parkinson. She's rather pretty in a way if she ever manages to shut it," Zacharias joked, especially since most would give the very same description of himself. Truth be told, as unpleasant as she was, Pansy would definitely be a girl he'd fool around with. It wasn't like he had high standards for personality. If someone was pretty, male or female, he'd probably snog them, though he'd be more cautious around a bloke he wasn't sure of. They'd be more likely to spill about it and that would not be on.
Anthony and Zacharias were kissing now, though, so all the rest was out the window. The pool house was cool, though not chilly, and Zacharias shivered under Anthony's touch. His muscles twitched, his breath coming quick between kisses. He hooked his fingers under the belt of Anthony's trousers, running along his front. "You know I want you, right?" he said, nipping Anthony's lip a bit in between his words.