Perfectly.

Good.

"Good." she said, repeating her thoughts as she poked him one last time. She would've done so once more for emphasis, but he turned and walked away, going back to reading whatever book he had. Truly, she was feeling much better now. There was none of that 'on the verge of tears' emotions she didn't like.

In fact, with a flick of her wrist, her wand was in her hand and pointed at the exact spot Carter was sitting at. A little trace here...a little trace there... and whoever said the sticking charm was pointless would seriously need to gain an imagination as soon as possible.

"Have fun reading alone Phillips." She was heading back to the Slytherin common room.