Re: Lavender/Zach
"You like imagining me?" Zach's brow shot up even higher, and his grin grew toothier. "With other girls? Brown, I had no idea. Do tell me more about this."
He was enjoying giving her a hard time. He didn't know a lot of women that he could talk to like this, without them thinking it was a come on. It was maybe a bit flirtatious. But nothing overly so.
"And you don't want me in a tiny bathing suit. I don't do shirtless. It would look ridiculous."
Zach's scars were all on his torso, under his ribcage on the left half of his abdomen. He'd never gone shirtless for Quidditch calendars or let tabloids get pictures of him like that. He'd take his shirt off right before he ran into the ocean for swim, and put it back on almost immediately after. In the bedroom he kept it dim and kept his partners distracted.
Though he might consider letting Brown see his scars. Letting her know the truth. At some point. Now wasn't really the time.
"I didn't know he was an Unspeakable. Though I reckon that's sort of the point." Longbottom had just gone up several notches in Zach's estimation.
"I'd planned to do a runner once my presence here had been duly noted. But present company is good enough that I'm considering staying a few minutes longer."