George called the bludger back, but held it this time, looking over at Katie with a lean smile. "Malfoy Senior, right there. Where he usually watches his son lose from. Caught him a nice satisfying thunk to the ear, last time. Umbridge is sitting next to him, and took a shot to the chin. She had some of those bloody kitten portraits around, so they're in some nice pieces, too."
He held the bludger out toward her in offering. "Want to have a go? I'll even let you handle my bat, Kates," George teased with a wink.
It wasn't really helping as much as George had wanted it to. It was hard to feel satisfying when you were wailing on a bench, in the end. But it suited his mood, anyway."