Romilda's temper was quickly spiraling out of control. She wasn't the most impulsive of Gryffindors and normally she was the student going to break up a fight, but this time she was losing her temper all together.
"Oh shut up, it's not like I really hurt you." And as quickly as she had cast the spell, Romilda sent a counter-hex at him. "Oh I don't know. It considered sending me to Slytherin for a bit. Some rot about being ambitious, but in the end it decided I had a soul and thought I'd be better off with the Lions. I can see it was spot on with you though. Picking on a girl, attacking someone when they weren't doing anything to you. Making sure you pick fights you can win, huh?"