"You're no good for her," Oliver answered instantly. "And you're certainly not good enough for her." Honestly, he had no idea what Angelina could have even been thinking, giving Adrian the light of day. With everything else to worry about at the moment, the last thing he wanted to do was think about Adrian with Angelina. She was practically like a sister to him.
"You're rather preoccupied with my sex life, Pucey,' Oliver quipped. He refused to make any actual comment about Jonathan during the course of this conversation. He already knew that Jonathan was going to be pissed that he had gone to some Falmouth pub just to punch another Quidditch player for running his mouth. It would be worse if he had to explain that Jonathan had been brought up during the course of the conversation.
"Are you jealous?" Oliver challenged, strongly suspecting that that was a good way to irritate Adrian. There seemed to be nothing that bothered heterosexual males more than the implication that they had any homosexual tendencies.