Pressing her lips together to smother the grin that threatened to take over her whole face, Sloane had to bit her lip to really pull it off. He stepped in closer and she held her breath, the feeling of his hands sliding down her arms sending a wave of nerves and anticipation through her. She worried briefly he might notice the absence of the bracelet, but she'd stowed it in her nightstand for practice like always. The last thing she wanted was for it to get lost or broken during quidditch.

She tangled her fingers in his easily enough, both relieved to have a couple minutes without anyone else around, and also very aware of how close they were. It was hard to miss the way he looked at her "How can I help you with that?" She tilted her head to the side a little, looking up at him through her lashes,