Your willingness to discuss Harry Potter with me greatly increases the probability that I'll let you Slytherin my Chamber of Secrets, and that's not just the Butterbeer talking.
I named my hard drive dat ass so once a month my computer asks me if I want to back "dat ass" up?
I heard that good looks can kill...So, please don't look at me. I don't wanna see you die!
I cannot stop thinking about you even if I was guaranteed to hit the jackpot if I did.
You drive me crazier than Lupin on a full moon.
Your thunder thighs are powerful, strong, and beautiful.
Was your father a baker due too the fact that he was not born into an aristocratic family and thus being a tradesman was his only viable career option? Because you've got nice buns.
Feel my dress. Know what it's made of? Girlfriend material.
Hey there, beautiful...looking for an Alpha dog?
Your username is making me hesistant to flirt with you.