Of all the respectable pure-blood witches in the wizarding world, fate had the audacity to bind me to you, Potter. A Gryffindor, raised amongst Muggles, and the little sister of Harry bloody Potter. How utterly humiliating. And yet, despite every reason I have to reject you, I cannot seem to get you out of my head. Don't look so pleased with yourself, darling. Being destined for a Zabini is a privilege, even if being destined for a Potter is proving to be my greatest inconvenience.