Angelina smiled at the touch. Her arms were by her side - there was no use in her holding a wand, nothing would happen. At least she could still fly, Ang wasn't sure what she'd do without quidditch. "Oh, no. It's not a problem. Just been dealing with Oliver and his problems, relationship wise. He's a right git sometimes, but he's absolutely clueless when it comes to other people." Angelina smiled as she thought of how much trouble Oliver was having. "I, er... I got into a fight with Fred the other week. When I went after him because I hadn't seen George? Well, turns out Fred was right and George was just laying low."