Just as she'd taken a bite of her peppermint toad she found herself slamming into a not-so-soft object that nearly made her fall over. It took her a moment to realize that she'd run into a person, and that he had an eerily familiar voice. Her primary concern, however, was that she seemed to be wet with something. It was all over her hand that had been holding the peppermint toad, though she'd dropped it on impact. Still, she had a bit of the minty center on her fingers and whatever the stuff was that had been spilled on her...she felt strange. It tingled and something didn't seem quite right. Although, she had to react when the phrase "daft troll" caught her attention.
She sounded appropriately reproachful as she said, "I am not a daft..." but the tone lost effect as she looked up and saw his face. She was pretty sure if she was a cartoon, her jaw would be on the floor, tongue rolled out, while her eyes turned to hearts. She recognized him as Severus Snape, her former Professor, but bloody hell...why had she never noticed before how sexy he was? She felt her heart suddenly stutter as she gazed up into those fathomless black eyes of is, "Holy pants of Merlin..." She wanted to swoon. She'd never been in such close contact with someone that looked like...a freaking Greek god or something before. He looked so much more handsome than she remembered. She grinned at him adoringly, "You're incredibly attractive, did you know that?"