"C'mon Pansy, truth or dare," Blaise urged her.

Her. Pansy goddamn Parkinson. That girl was something. It would have been a fcking lie to say you weren't thinking anything about her, that she was just some random girl that happened to have the same friends and the same classes as you.

And you weren't a good liar. Clearly.

Merlin's beard, this girl was driving you crazy. Literally. You couldn't think straight once she had enter the room.

"Dare," she finally said, her lips curling into that damn smirk of hers. Merlin's, she really was something...