<strong>Name:</strong>Daria Dippet<br/><strong>House/Year:</strong>Slytherin, 4th<br/><strong>Bloodstatus:</strong>Pureblood<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Great Hall<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Blackthorne, Xavril, Slytherins<br/><br/>"As for your thighs, perhaps if your Quidditch robes were a bit longer, no one would be able to see them."<br/><br/>For the briefest moment, Daria was confused by the comment, both because her robes weren't particularly short, and because the faint suggestion that he might genuinely be noticing her thighs clashed with her vision of Blackthorne as a rather genderless prig.<br/><br/>Daria blinked at him with exaggerated bemusement, then turned with a barely suppressed grin to Xavril,<strong>"Is he accusing <em>me</em> of being too sex-ay?  D'ya reckon he fancies me, then?"</strong>