Another girl in the neighborhood
Wish she was mine, she looks so good
Seamus had always been teased for his roving eye, but it had never bothered him that much. After all, girls loved an unapologetic playboy - "maybe I can be the one to change him!" they would think, "maybe I'll be his true love!"
He caught the eye of a Ravenclaw - fifth year, black hair, nice figure, smooth coffee-colored skin - and smiled at her. She smiled back and blushed, even more so as he toasted her with his goblet of pumpkin juice, and hurried on her way. Seamus got up to follow.
They could think that all they wanted.