'You know, it's a good thing we were in the shop when you did that,' Parvati pointed out, playfully whacking him on the arm. 'I know the wards Draco put around this place after last summer. But if we'd been anywhere else, you might have gotten hexed before I figured out it was you!'
'Hey!' she protested, giving him a glare. She'd never liked that last one, particularly. 'Trust an Irishman to have a gift for calling someone names!' she told him, making a face.
She had to giggle, given the smile he was giving her. 'That shouldn't work!' she complained. 'You shouldn't be able to grin your way out of trouble!' she said, even as she knew it did and was. 'Oooooh, you!' she cried out, rolling her eyes.