Nott turned to the voice of a girl, the Gryffindor girl. He 'mmh'-ed at the speech. He didn't realized speaking out loud, but oh well...(ooc: actually, Nott was thinking that, not saying it^^).

"Well, I don't see Slytherin walking around your commons or rooms or invading your private space," he said. "I just found it funny that it's so easy to disrupt ours. How would you feel if a complete stranger, who you know for fact to think you are scum, came to take a look at your underwears!" He grunted, still cranky. "And it's too good you are a goody, nice Gryffindor and you care for everyone in this nice pretty world, but that doesn't mean it is like that with everybody. I don't think the students here "- he motioned the group peeking curiously -"are here because they care but because they like the gossips. You tell me if I'm wro --"

In his speech, he had forgotten about Weasley, but that was before he heard, loud and clear, the very same "Weasley Queen" uttering his name. Not only that! Weasley was pointing at his direction - it was him!

"It was you!" Nott said. "YOU were the one accussing me of being here, you -" The word that escaped his mouth was midly muffled between the shouts (luckily enough for him to avoid a week worth of detentions). At the same time he stood and started marching towards him, completely neglecting the Gryffindor girl now towards.

"Hey! Weasley," he said pushing his way though the crowd. "What was that about me screaming, you attention-seeking fool?" He was raging, swelling with fury, "You lier?"