“I’d like to take a bite out of him.”

Ginny whispers to her friends, grinning and gesturing towards a Ravenclaw boy idling near the snack table, methodically fiddling with his glasses.

Her friends respond in kind, all pointing out boys they want to court or romance during the night, drifting away from eachother.

Ginny hums, approaching the boy and sliding next to him, pressing herself against the boy’s chest, smiling seductively.

“Hi there. You’re new, right?”