Distracted, Daphne didn't see Jack coming as she was looking down at her own robes wondering if it would be a good time to transfigure her coccyx and give herself a cat tail. It was when she heard his voice dangerously close to her person that a squeak escaped her!

And then, she was trapped in Jack Fritzera's arms.


Jack Fritzera's Quidditch Arms.


Jack Fritzera's NICE Quidditch Arms.

Holding her breath, she allowed her body to go slightly numb, cheeks, nose and tips of her ears turning a beautiful crimson to match her Gryffindor tie. Jack. Was. In. Her. Personal. Bubble!

In her bubble! Touching her! Hugging Her! "Contact!" she managed to exclaim, unable to contain her butterflies from making her undoubtedly nervous. "You--You're hugging me!"

Never mind that Jack Fritzera' was quite aware of that.