He didn't take her remark seriously. At this point, he'd buried whatever hurt and awkwardness he was feeling under a mask of nonchalance and assholery. He shrugged when she laid back down and began to open up her bag.

"I guess your notes are all mine then. It's a good thing, too—I never finished the Potions homework last night. I wonder what else I'll find in there," he said, reaching his arm down into the bag. He shot her a challenging look.

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