"Harper," Ginny answered, peeling off her bright red Gryffindor gloves and warming her hands around her coffee cup; the weather had turned from bleak and stormy, to bright and frosty as October had become November, "he’s a total prick. Montague bumped him up from reserve seeker when he kicked out Draco," her eyes glanced past her brother, and she offered a little wave to whoever she saw beyond him. Harry followed her gaze and found Blaise wiggling his fingers back as he strode out of the hall, Pansy following him. She waved as well, and shouted: