At that, Kit's eyebrows rose. Sure, her Slytherin friends might have agreed with her, but everyone else seemed to think her parents were brilliant. It felt good being vindicated. "Only if I get to write your father and call him a right bastard," she teased, snaking out a hand to rub against Theodore's back. "I could think of a few things, but it might ruin Saturday." She smirked, leaning her head back.