Seamus chuckled grimly at her irritated questions. "It's not statistically possible that they're all arses t'begin with. Personally, I think it's Malfoy and Parkinson who're givin' the lessons, considerin' what a pair of first class gits they are."
He leaned his head against the back of the couch, inclining it in her direction as she continued. He frowned as she described her rounds. "That's utter shite, Parvati. And I'm sorry y'had t'listen to it." Wanting to change the subject to something at least slightly less depressing, he remembered her suggestion from the DA meeting earlier in the week. "Hey, that was a good idea you had...about adaptin' the blood quills. D'you really think we can figure out how?"