Re: 9:10
"I am not a Muggle lover," she hissed as he moved away from her, and she looked at her arm, to see the beginnings of a bruise forming, "You are a beast, Blaise, an absolute beast. I have to do this; I am still working."
His words stung, and she threw back at him, "Is that a threat or a promise, Blaise? You best watch your back; its been ages since I was angry enough to hex someone."
His last statement was like a slap, "Piss off, Blaise," and she turned, hurrying to find a ladies room where she could take care of her arm. Curse him she thought with an angry growl.