AN: Obviously, I do not own the Harry Potter series or any of the characters/places therein. Those are JK Rowling's. I just borrowed them for the purpose of this drabble.
Same Old, Same Old
They've had this conversation so many times and in so many different versions that it was becoming increasingly difficult to distinguish where one ended and another began. Honestly, was her entire life to be spent refusing this man? Given the fact that he had been stubbornly pursuing her in the face of equally stubborn rebuffs for two years (and showed no sign of stopping any time soon), it seemed likely that it would. This was not a heartening prospect.
"No, James," she said. Her patience was worn thin and it showed through in the peevish note in her voice. "I will not go out with you. I would rather spend the rest of my life with an irritable yeti than to spend one evening in your presence." This was not the first time she had said these words, of course, and she hated to repeat herself. She just kept hoping, you see, that some day he would actually listen.
Today was obviously not that day. Oh, he stopped pestering her, finally, but she could see that he had not yet admitted defeat. It was written all over his smug little face. He was convinced, like it was the most obvious fact in the universe, that she wanted him as he wanted her. How someone who thought himself so smart could be sostupid at the same time was beyond her comprehension.
"All right, Evans." His voice showed how very undaunted he was, and the sly tone he spoke in showed his insufferable arrogance. "You know where to find me when you change your mind." Shrugging carelessly, he pulled on a curly tendril of her fiery red hair before turning away, leaving her with an excellent view of his backside.
"Fat chance of that happening," she muttered, ducking her head so the red of her hair would hide the red in her cheeks. (Had she mentioned that it was utterly intolerable that someone so…so infuriating should be that good looking? God, she hated him, but God, what a bottom.)
His only response was to laugh. Git.