intertwined [blaise zabini]
"What was all that this morning with Parkinson?" he asked, lips curled upwards in amusement. His hand retreated into his pocket. "Nothing wicked, I hope?" "It's all in good fun," I said. "Pansy knows we only tease her because we love her." A sly smile broke out onto his handsome mouth. "Should I be worried, then?" (fe...