Cormac finished his lunch up. He was eating by himself after practice. He'd left in a hurry, not having a good practice at all. His moves were slow, too many shots got through, and he felt a bit annoyed with him. Okay, he felt a more than annoyed with himself. He felt downright irritated at the state he was in. He wasn't even hungover so he had no excuse.
Glancing over to a table near by when a man just up and bolted from the table, he noticed Katie Bell - she had been in a Gryffindor with him and now played for an opposing team. He debated going over there since they had never really been friends until he saw the vomit on her shirt. Did that guy actually vomit on her? His hand immediately went up to cover his mouth as he laughed. He couldn't help it. Who pass the age of six actually vomited on someone else? People knew better!
Laughing to himself, which he knew as probably mean and didn't care, he grabbed a napkin and thrust it in her direction. "Need some help?" he said between peals of laughter.