She didn't take the bait and offer him another heated chance for a points-docking, but Kristoffer didn't mind too much. There'd be other times, times that weren't in the Great Hall where the professors might come along to intervene.
Besides, Miss Browne wasn't quite as ugly as he usually thought, when she shut her mouth for once. While she was sitting down, he could forgive her ludicrous height as well, and there was nothing to forgive about her family's bloodlines. Her house was pretty unforgivable, and playing quidditch ruled her out as a proper lady, but Kristoffer wasn't appraising her anew to decide whether to be nice to her. No, for what he was considering the quidditch-playing was a good sign. All female players were bound to be harlots. "No, I expect you're very comfortable with a broom between your legs, aren't you?" he intoned in a low voice, his look twisting into something more of a leer.
Besides, Miss Browne wasn't quite as ugly as he usually thought, when she shut her mouth for once. While she was sitting down, he could forgive her ludicrous height as well, and there was nothing to forgive about her family's bloodlines. Her house was pretty unforgivable, and playing quidditch ruled her out as a proper lady, but Kristoffer wasn't appraising her anew to decide whether to be nice to her. No, for what he was considering the quidditch-playing was a good sign. All female players were bound to be harlots. "No, I expect you're very comfortable with a broom between your legs, aren't you?" he intoned in a low voice, his look twisting into something more of a leer.
