She'd no sooner thought of Blaise Zabini but he appeared.  Draco and Bletchley had kept their costumes minimalist.  Zabini had opted to risk erring in the other direction.  He'd dressed as a pirate, with a diamond in one ear and a small parrot on his shoulder.  Black satin pantaloons should have looked ridiculous but the gleaming torso he flaunted stole the eye away from the billowing fabric.  Blaise Zabini exercised.  She suspected he'd rubbed oil into his skin.  "My eyes are up here, Granger," he said, and she could feel her face burning as she met them.