The Beauxbatons girl grinned almost wickedly as she stroked the long hard object. She felt honored to be able to be doing this; he was as handsome as he was famous. How many girls from her school could say that they had even met him? She was going to go home and boast to her friends, and they would all giggle. Once more she ran her hand the length of it, from the tip to the thick coarse fibers at the base. She closed her eyes and savored the moment.
She became suddenly shy as she prepared to speak, but she managed to keep her tone elegant and what she hoped to be attractive, "You are so amazing, 'Arry Potter."
"My pleasure," Harry said as he grinned at the pretty girl.
"'Ere is you broom back, it was an 'onor to hold it," she said remorsefully, as she handed him his prized possession.
"Don't mention it," Harry said taking back his broom and waving goodbye to the girl. He realized he had never asked her name.
A/N: Aren't I naughty? I hope I had a few of you fooled, at least. It was very fun for me to write this one. Heh.
Oh, and the disclaimer… right: I don't own any of it, I know it belongs all to JKR. I am not trying to make a profit by copying her work.