dmalfoy:
stop bloody staring at me.

hpotter:
what?

dmalfoy:
i can feel your eyes on the back of my neck. stop it. look anywhere else but at me, please and thanks.

hpotter:
i'm not staring at you though.

hpotter:
well, i mean, now i am...

hpotter:
someone's stuck a feathered quill in the collar of your robes. maybe that's what you're feeling.

hpotter:
there, you've got it.

dmalfoy:
thanks.

hpotter:
of course.

dmalfoy:
oh, and potter?

hpotter:
what?

dmalfoy:
i didn't shag her.

hpotter:
okay.

dmalfoy:
yeah.