"I really can't believe you."
It's the first time they've spoken in weeks, and she turns to him, incredulous.
"What?"
"You're jeopardizing the team – fraternizing with the enemy!"
She threw her head back in disbelief. "Really? You can't do any better than to steal an insult from your brother?"
"It's affecting your Quidditch!"
"My Quidditch? We just beat Ravenclaw, in case you've already forgotten."
"You shouldn't be dating Davies. You're risking the Cup. We could win it this year – "
"Is this really about the Cup, or is it about something else? Because you seem awfully concerned about the fate of a Quidditch team you managed to get yourself kicked off of."
Fred held her gaze for a moment before storming out of the locker room, and she wasn't sure if this was a fight she had wanted to win.