“Right,” I said, “Because you Slytherins are just too good for the Gryffindors. Even If you’ve never actually managed to beat us! Our talent will prevail against your…against your…” I wasn’t sure where I was going with this.

"Incredible good looks and extraordinary tactics?" A familiar voice from behind finished for me. My blood went cold. Be nice Rose. Be civil.

 “Look, I stand by what I said: People are selfish and greedy and only want what’s best for themselves.” I said firmly.

 
“That’s a pie-crust promise. Easily made, easily broken.” He looked confused. “Hello? Classic Julie Andrews? The muggle? Only the most amazing, beautiful, talented, perfect person of the entire universe? My gosh, you are sheltered.” I scoffed.

 

“You’re doing it wrong.”

I sighed and rolled my eyes. Keep your temper under under control, Rose.

“Pray tell, good sir. How might a loyal subject meet your excellent standards?” I was mocking him. I could tell he was annoyed. Fantastic.