"Wonky?" she asked, outraged. Sure she wasn't exactly an artist, but wonky? She held the drawings out so she could study them. No, not wonky at all! She had no idea what he was talking about. "They're not wonky! They are simple and straight forward!"
She pulled the papers closer to her again when he pointed to one of her drawings. "It's clearly a quaffle!" She huffed, shoving the drawings into her bag without a worry as to how wrinkly they got. Her embarrassment had already gone past the caring stage. "Who are you to criticize them, anyway? Vincent Van Gogh?"
The nerve of some people! She'd show him. "The next time I drew out plans for a Hufflepuff match, I'll make sure you have a big boil in the middle of his forehead. Then who will be wonky, Louis Weasley?"