"It's because you want to," he accused, though his grin grew wide at that. Pft. She could claim otherwise, but he really knew she would have kissed him if it wasn't for the fact that it was likely he would bring it up in every conversation they ever had afterward. It was okay, because he was content with the knowledge that he was a kissable kind of bloke even if she wasn't quite so willing to kiss him right then. Just like Cho, he was determined to make her see the error of her ways and come around to the wonderfulness that is Roger Davies.
Setting his drink down, he leaned back comfortably in his chair as he crossed his arms over his chest and stroked his chin as if in contemplation. "You know what I think? Fred and George had the right idea about making a Women of Quidditch calendar. You could be Miss December. You'd look fetching in Mrs. Claus outfit." Cut to leave nothing to the imagination, of course.