It wasn't easy for Charley to get bothered by someone sounding out her intelligence, but she was surely having a hard time keeping from it today. She might almost prefer if the Slytherin girl just threw a punch after all. Mrs. Mann would be furious, and might fire her, but it would be worth it. The urchin would sleep soundly, anywhere she found to sleep, if she could only smack that smug expression off that pretentious horse's face.

"Think I'm stupid?" Charley wasn't asking the question, really. It was already clear the horsefaced girl thought she was, but someone had to say it out loud. And then there it was, in the space between them, waiting for whoever would make a move on it. The urchin's hands were ready, curled into fists, with her feet just as ready to duck around or under a swing.

When it didn't come, she made her move anyway.

"I could show ya, but dunno if I oughta." The glimmer in Charley's eye and the twitch at the edge of her lips delivered the rest of her punch. Let the seeker live up to her own words and find the mockery in there. It was her turn for it now, anyway. "'Sides, I don't even got my wand now. Middle of the day, on the street?" She blew out a breath, dry this time. "I en't doin' that here."

She turned her head, letting her eyes drift to the alleys between shops. Later in the day, there would be plenty of shadows there to hide them, and farther past were the slums themselves. Enough folk there would find a duel entertaining enough not to bother them, so that's where Charley would take down ol' Horseface and make her regret all her insults. "Catch me down there, tonight. Bring yer wand..."

The urchin started past the girl, swinging her own shoulder as if she meant to hit. At the last second, she stepped away. It wasn't going to be her starting the fight in the middle of the street, but Charley was absolutely sure she would be the one to end it tonight. A cold laugh followed the last of her taunt. "...if you dare!"

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