Of course. They were both playing innocent. Cam lifted another bite of potatoes to her mouth in order to keep herself from saying something mean. Your blunt, not a brat. She told herself grumpily, and began to smooth out the potatoes with the back of her fork before drawing a crescent moon in the top of it.

"What I mean is that every time I try talking to Kyle you show up an start flirting with him or sit down between us. I just feel like a pest. If there's a problem I'd really rather you just tell me so we can stop this now." Cam stated in a low voice. She didn't meet either of their eyes, she really wasn't in the mood for any kind of confrontation. She wasn't in the mood for anything but bed...unfortunately the feast wasn't over yet.

Eyebrows furrowing, Cam moved another bite of potatoes to her mouth. Maybe she should just go back to the Slytherin table and leave these to to their denial.