"You ALWAYS throw a hissy fit," Oliver nearly shouted at her. If there was one thing Katie was good for it was being overly dramatic. She was better at that than Quidditch. That was really saying something. Katie was a damn brilliant Chaser. "And don't lash out at the team because you have your knickers in a knot."
Oliver watched Katie spin away from him. Her words wounded his pride. Oliver didn't think he was Merlin's gift to women, but he knew for a fact that Katie had enjoyed herself. Hadn't she? Bugger. "Did you now," he asked flatly.