Cutty raised a hand to Tobias in a short-lived but nonetheless sincere wave hullo as he drew closer to the Hufflepuffs. Cutty noted that both boys had their names on the plaque. He would have to ask Tobias later what it was like playing against Alexa Cambridge. Polite as she was to him on the occasions where their paths crossed, he imagined her to be the terminal opposite of a push-over on the field. For now, though, Forrest...

"You mean you're not her boyfriend yet." Cutty gave a surprised sneering sort of expression as though Forrest were being purposefully perplexing. "Give yourself some chance for Merlin's sake!" He couldn't abide by defeatist attitudes and Forrest's protest was read as nothing short of denial for the want of Ferns affections. Perhaps even a little jealous as Forrest seemed to seriously buy that idea that Quimbley had been selling about she and Cutty being an item. "And, anyway is that what Quimbley told you? That I was her..." He inhaled sharply, apparently trying to suppress what promised to be a loud and boisterous laugh. "Boyfriend?" He spat this word out rapidly as if saying it faster wouldn't give the thought enough time to register as funny.

"She started that rumour, you know. In the Aparecium. She must have wanted it to be true or something." He shrugged understanding his imagined girl-logic as best he could. Though, he understood it about as well as he understood Forrests intentions with Fern. Which is to say, not at all. Cutty didn't get it. He sooo didn't get it.

Cutty registered Benzi's reaction at being called 'Cutty's friend' and saved it into the Things-that-Annoy-People bank he kept in his memory. Meanwhile snorting a bit at the mention of Forrest's skirt. C'MON! That was funny! It was a bygone. And all could've been easily gotten passed, all except for the female component, who Cutty was willing to bet real galleons that had they not been there the experience in the corridor would've been a rollicking good time. They would've made sure Forrest wasn't dying, laughed at him, each taken a jab or two, taken him to the hospital wing and then forced him to be the brunt of the joke until the end of term or more likely next boy was hurt. Whichever came first. They were wizards for Merlins sake!