Oh, that's what you think, Anneliese. Unless the auror boyfriend appeared ... and in that case all bets were off. He glanced to her with a slight pout -- and he was very good at pouting, considering how often girls turned him down -- when she patted his face, turning quickly to kiss the inside of her wrist.
"You, Anneliese, are a horrible tease. You enjoy torturing us blokes, don't you?" Maybe the 'woe is me' act would work. Some part of him briefly entertained the thought of bringing up Franzy in order to elicit some sympathy points before he remembered just how well the two girls got along and he clamped firmly down on that idea. Right, just a game.
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