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princess of*hp*
As the Hufflepuff made eye contact, Amadeus had to hide a smirk. So, the girl hadn't chosen to ignore his snide remark? A lot of people usually seemed to be intimidated by the imposing Kipling boy, so much so that they usually avoided him. Maybe that's why he only was friends with a few certain students and those on his team. As her remark reached his ears, his eyebrows rose in slight surprise. It wasn't often that people responded, much less responded in such a challenging fashion. It was easy to see that although she seemed to be a meek girl, she had gall. Amadeus couldn't have expected any less from a quidditch captain.
Pulling his nose away from his book and sitting up straighter, he answered, "Just making sure you're ready for the game, love," He answered, a small smile curling the corners of his lips upward. Deus had to admit, seeing some females become riled up was downright hilarious sometimes. "We Ravenclaws want to win, but we wouldn't want to embarrass you too much." This round of verbal sparring, with none other than such a formidable opponent as she, was already boosting his mood and his grandly-inflated ego. Such debates always did tend to cheer him up, whether or not it was simply poking fun with his best friends or something of a heavier sort. He lowered his head, eyebrows rising as he challenged the blonde right back. This would be interesting.
Melanie would have very much liked to inform the 'claw that that was her job and frankly, none of his business, but she refrained. Rather than answer him, the girl continued to stare at him blankly, as if still waiting for him to say something that made sense. Because, really, Amadeus couldn't actually be speaking to her to make sure she was ready for the game... Maybe he was talking in code. MAYBE
"Just making sure you're ready for the game, love," really meant
"I am a spy sent to spy on you and steal all your quidditch plays!"
Maybe.
Or perhaps he was just here to irritate her. That was certainly the way it seemed to the Hufflepuff Captain.
"Good to know." she answered dully, letting her tensed shoulders relax and her raised eyebrows fall. He clearly just wanted an argument, right? Like one of her little cousins, when he got bored and she wouldn't make him any muffins? Meh.
"I think both sides would like to win... And only time will tell who embarrasses-" Cue air quotes.
"-who on the pitch. I wouldn't talk too much until you've faced us." she replied evenly, tapping her fingers on her book with a note of impatience.
Er...
"And it's Melanie, by the way." she added, with a small smile. Not "love."