Ginny made a face. Part of her would have rather been eating salamanders than to sit here with Malfoy and play a game of I Never. And yet, despite that, he'd given little hints to being more interesting — or at least more fun — than he seemed to let on. Perhaps having a bad reputation really did get in the way, but she wasn't about to make such an assumption lightly.
"All right. Fine. Do they play it the same in Slytherin?" she asked, sarcasm dripping off her words. She was married, she had kids, and yet old house loyalties still kept creeping back. It was stupid. "Regardless, I can drink you under the table."