The Hog's Head

She pushed her plate away. "I'm full if you want any more..I'm just wondering what would happen if someone with a 'better name' came along. I just don't want my friend getting hurt by some stupid thing like a blood status." She shrugged, wondering where the hell her drink was.

He shook his head. "Nah, I'm fine." He said and watched her carefully and then realized he shouldn't be staring at her because thats not a good idea for him. "Well, if she found someone better and wanted to break up with me, I wouldn't really care." He said being honest.

She reached over and grabbed his hand. "I just want you to know baby I'm never gonna leave you. Say that you want to be with me too Cause I'm gonna stay through it all. so jump then fall" She smiled then saw the server coming with her drink, which she took a large drink of.

He jumped a bit when she grabbed his hand, because he honestly didn't want her touching his hand right now, when they were all alone, and she was all good looking and stuff. "Ummm, yeah. Well thanks." He said, eying her hand and then taking a large swig of his drink and getting another one.

She was a little disappointed in his response, but shrugged it off. She took another drink and felt way more than just tipsy. "I think we have a lot of things in common." She stated.

"Hmmm..." he said, trying to think of some and thinking of quite a few. "Like what?" He asked, raising an eyebrow, challenging her to name more real things then he named with Andi.

"Well. We both like exercise. I like to run and you have Quidditch." She nodded, taking another drink.

"Well, see, that's only one." He said nodding. "Not lots." He said nodding and taking a swig of his butterbeer, not even tipsy at all, just feeling a bit, alive.

She nodded. "I wasn't finished!" She took another drink. "Well, we are both Slytherins. We both like being outdoors. And I don't really know how else to describe it, but we both just, like being in each other's presence. Imagine, please, going hmmm." She thought for a moment. "Two weeks without seeing me. How would that make you feel?" She smiled.

He just stared at her and blinked a few times and took a large swig of his drink and glanced back at her. "I didn't expect you to be like this." He said, honestly.

"Expect me to be like what?" She tilted her head to the side. "And you didn't answer my question." She pointed out.

"Like this." He says, gesturing to her. "Like...how you are acting, and yes I did." He said, even though he didn't because he honestly didn't know what to say.

"Like what? I am just trying to get a better insight to the real Marcus Flint. I don't see anything wrong with that." She took another large drink, knowing she would have to stop after this one. She still needed to get back up to the castle.

"You're just......like.... interrogating me." He said and shrugged. "I mean, Idk, It's just different. But I mean don't stop. Itmindsy" He said, mumbling the last part so only he could tell what he was saying. He called over the bartender, who brought two more drinks over and he picked one up and took a large swig out of it, and if she did continue to drink Marcus would just have to help her up to the castle.

"Well, feel free to interrogate me if you'd like." Her voice was WAAAYY more sexy than normal. She finished off her bottle and saw that there was another one in front of her. Well, she would have to be carried back up to the castle. She didn't mind, as long as it was Marcus.

"Hmmm, Okay. Why do you like me so much?" He asked, watching her closely. "I mean, I'm just...I'm so rude sometimes, so why do you like me? As a friend, or as more...Just...why?" He asked, leaning across the table and staring at her, which staring at her was a bad idea. "Is it just me? or is it really hot in here?" He asked, loosening his tie a bit and unbuttoning his shirt, whoops, hope she doesn't mind.

She took a slow drink then set her bottle down. She gave him a piercing stare. "I like the way the hair falls in your face. I love each freckle on your face. I like the way I can't keep my focus. I watch you talk, but you didn't notice. I hear the words, but all I can think is, we should be together. And every time you smile, I smile." She shrugged and didn't hide the fact that she was staring at his body. "I think it may be a bit hot." She rotated her chair and let her legs hang out from the table, showing them off.

He listened to everything she was saying, nodding and couldn't help but smile at her. When she started showing off her legs was when he stared getting a little worried. "You know, maybe you only feel hot because you are sick, you should probably just put my jacket back on. Now that you are done eating." He said nodding. "Like, maybe now." He said, sounding a bit worried and he picked up his butterbeer, chugging it all. Hmm, thats about 6 of those for him now? Maybe he is a little tipsy.

She smiled back at him. "No. I would get more hot if I put a jacket on. Why do you seemed so concerned about me wearing a jacket? Do you not like my dress? It's new." She stood up, and did a little twirl. Almost falling over in the process.

"Oh my gosh." He said and tried not to look when she stood up. "It's not that I don't like your dress. I just, think this night would have a better outcome if you put a jacket on." He said, nodding slowly.

She smirked. "No. I rather enjoy the way the night is going." She leaned on the table and whispered. "You could be a gentlemen and tell me I look nice." She winked then leaned back.

He shook his head and closed his eyes tightly, You can do this. He kept telling himself, just, not much longer, you can control yourself. "You look nice." he said, slowly opening his eyes and look at her. "Very. Nice."

She acted totally surprised. "Well, what a nice thing to say! Thank you so much!" She tilted her head to the side and smiled. "You look like you're trying to hold something back. Everything okay over there?" She took a long drink, almost finishing off her bottle. It was safe to say she was very drunk.

He shook his head no but said the opposite. "Yup. I'm fine." He said, still shaking his head no. "Perfectly dandy oh mandy." Because that makes sense.

She laughed. "Are you drunk?" She roared with laughter, not really sure why she found it that funny. "Or am I making you uncomfortable."