Lily's pride was an aspect of her personality that Aubrey was well-aware of and even now that they had graduated it still amused him to some extent. He had never cared about any dispute enough to insist on being right even if he wasn't, but Lily had a fighter's spirit, Weasley temper, and a background in Gryffindor to boot. Getting her to admit she was wrong was like pulling teeth. "That's unnecessary," he teased. "I already know you're in love with me, but I humor you because I'm too nice to tell you flat out that I'm not interested."
His eyebrows lifted at her next words. He hadn't heard anything about Lily being involved with anyone, but he had been gone a long time. For all he knew, she could have been. "Oh, really? Who's the lucky guy?"