"Huh. You're right. What was I thinking? You're Albus Git-head Potter. Why would you say something nice to your sister?" Lily pulled a face at her brother, then turned and shoved her hands deeper into the furry muff.
She turned back as he spoke though, giving him a look. "You..." She scowled, then paused, frowning. "So what if I was? I know boys plenty, thanks, no need to go engraving my award just yet. Now if you ever talked to a real girl..."