Competitive they were, but in this she was definitely superior to him. When he finally collapsed on his back in the snow he'd taken far more hits then he'd managed to deal and he was panting with laughter. It was funny, and good... and he definitely wasn't dressed for this.
His hands were beat red from the cold, as were his ears, his nose and his cheeks. It would probably take him forever to warm up, unless he could somehow make his shaking fingers grab his wand but he didn't have much desire to even do that at the moment.
"Angie!" He smiled up at the sky, "I want to fall in love... you should help me."