"Hey no discussing Transfiguration. It wasn't my best lesson. And I don't think I shall be returning to that class. I don't think I quite got the hang of it," Marco blushed. How come he could do anything to do with Quidditch, but nothing else?

He skirted round Crazy Lainey and handed his vinegar to Branxton, "Here you go Sir. Some vinegar."

"You are Cassandra. For I have known you longer," Marco shrinked back. Man she sounded annoyed. "But Claudian is my best male friend. You know the dude I go to for manly things." Or to talk about girls.