He didn't like nice girls? Apparently, that statement surfaced to her as 'He liked ALL girls'. Last time she checked, there was no such thing as a nice girl that ever existed in history because each one of them lived with their flaws. She would never say that she's nice.

When the Slytherin Captain said that he would make sure everyone knew if he was dating someone, Beezus just couldn't stop herself that her head moved to its own accord and the windows of her soul were back to staring at his alluring features. Although they were on each other's offensive kettles, she knew for a fact that Dylan meant what he said. Did that mean he really wasn't dating the Hufflepuff Captain?

Did it, Dylan? Somehow, she terribly wanted to believe him. Yet there was something she couldn't name that was holding her back.

Then without warning, he pivoted around and she became frozen for a while. For seconds, she stared at him. She tried to read his eyes, but really..she didn't have talent in those kind of things. All she could make out was that he was returning the scrutiny in an incredulous manner. This made her eyebrows form knots. "Of course he was trying something," the brunette replied in a low voice. If only Dylan knew what his best friend did. "He was trying to comfort me." She might've found Rich a jerk at first but when he joined her at the compartment, she discovered he was more than that. And she was very grateful that the newly-sorted Slytherin was there when she badly needed someone.

Stop the glares Montmorency. Please.

As he edged towards her, Beezus gulped. Now what? He wasn't dating Ness. Right.. "Really? You didn't?" ..do anything with her? The Ravenclaw's dark brown eyes dared to meet the Slytherin's blue ones. There was a tinge of challenge in her voice. For all she knew, he might be lying and the stories she'd heard were true.

A little voice inside her head was intensely hoping they weren't.