"Yes you bloody well did," he snapped. Oliver couldn't tolerate any sort of poor playing no matter what the circumstance. If there was one thing Oliver Wood never yielded on it was Quidditch. No matter who was involved. "You're a starting player and I'm not going to let you throw a hissy fit on the pitch because I didn't propose after shagging you."
He knew his words were harsh, but Oliver didn't care. He was angry and lashing out was what he did when he was angry. Penny was going to have his arse for this. Oh well.
Her insult slapped Oliver across the face. "You seemed to enjoy it just fine, lassie."