"What's that supposed to mean?" Taff asked defensively, "What? That I'm too stupid to figure out a potion?" He dangled the parchment above her head, clearly not convinced she deserved it back. His temper was his worst quality, and unfortunately, he had a remarkably short fuse.
"What is it with you Gryffindors?" He growled darkly, "You're all up on your high horse, think you're better than everyone else. All noble and brave or whatever bullshit they spoonfeed you when you started school. I got a hint for you. You're not!" With that, Taff scrunched up the parchment in his hand and tossed it a few meters away, glaring daggers, "And neither is your pathetic hufflepuff boyfriend, Cadwallader." He turned to pick up his dropped wand.