"I don't like sharp objects, what can I say?" Alistair shrugged his shoulders. "It has nothing to do with not trusting your magic. Anyone who can make as good of sweets as you deserves to have their magic trusted."
Summers held up a hand. "Then don't tell me. Everything will be okay, I'm sure of it."
"Have you been to an Arrows game this season yet? I hear they're doing well." Not that Alistair would know, he never got into Quidditch, although on the rare occasion he attends a match he always finds he get into the spirit of spectating quite well.