You back her against the low wall and she hits it and swears, and then stops swearing.

She is wet before you have done anything worth it, and she goes scarlet to the hairline when you find that out.

MalfoidThis is not — I have not — nobody has ever —

You put your hand over her mouth and she shuts up, and her eyes go wide and then narrow, and she does not take it away.

She comes apart without warning, hard, gripping your arm to bruising, and swears at you for it.

MalfoidThat did not happen. Get out.