"Well, you're awfully good at Quidditch, yeah? And that seems to have worked out for you alright. So who needs stupid old Potions anyway?"

"Just don't poke her," Neville warned. "It's not that she's not friendly, it's just her defense mechanism. You know, if I poke you, you might slap me - if I poke Mim, she sprays me with stinksap. Not dangerous, just gross."

Neville was suddenly very aware that he was talking about poking Katie Bell, within five minutes of seeing her for the first time in well over three years. He really wasn't quite sure whether to be pleased with himself or utterly horrified.