Oh, he had no bloody clue what he was doing, did he?
"Yeah, of course she doesn't like me. I'm not exactly her biggest fan, either. Which is precisely why I'm thinking about all the ways in which the press could take this, tie a neat little bow around it, and blow it up into a huge cheating scandal right in time for the quidditch final." And didn't that just sound like so much fun!
Lowering his voice, he leaned in to Oliver's ear, his expression terse. "Look, man, I just want to make sure that you know what you're getting yourself into here." He could only imagine the amount of delightful medical issues that came alongside a night with Daphne Greengrass. Besides-- hadn't she just hooked up with Logan? "I just don't think it's a good idea to involve yourself with... this." Female... specimen. Sure. That was a generous way to talk about Daphne, right?