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Liz/Alex
Liz jumped back quickly as the locker in front of her was slammed shut.

"What the hell are you doing!" she shouted at Alex Smith, who was---GIRLS LOCKER ROOM. "WHY ARE YOU IN HERE! GET OUT I'M NAKED!" Liz screamed, even though she was fully dressed, even with her black robes over the rest of her uniform. Alex simply rolled his eyes and put his hand over mouth, and Liz continued to make loud noises against his palm.

"Will you shut it? I just need to talk to you."

By now, she was pinned between his arms against the locker, and Liz wasn't quite sure if she was supposed to be terrified or enjoying this. She was leaning toward terrified.

"What?" she asked suspiciously, revving up her knee to get him right in the groin. He'd been such a douche, lately, and if he wanted to murder her so he could get his spot on the quidditch team back, well. Alex Smith had another thing coming.

"Graeme fancies you."

"...really?"

"Yep. I heard him telling Goldstein about it, he's gonna ask you out next week."

"...oh."

Liz blinked slowly up at Alex, before she noticed he was coming closer.

"...then...why are you seducing me."

"Do you think I'm seducing you?" He asked this against the skin below her ear, and Liz's eyes fluttered shut, her hands going to his shirt.

"I...think so..."

"Well," muttered along her jaw, "if you must know--" down to her neck and back up again, "I don't like my roommates getting things before me."

"...oh."