Hermione had come to realise that not much of what Theo said was serious, it was a wonder that he was second in their year, she imagined if he paid slightly more attention to classes instead of whatever this was, he may even beat her scores. She scrunched up her nose in disgust and grabbed at his outstretched finger, bending it back on itself she held it between them as he kneeled over to his knees in a begging position.  "Don’t touch me Theo, - now can we get to work? Make yourself useful and hold back those vines." She felt powerful towering over him holding his finger hostage.. Unfortunately for her, she was right, the vines did require both of them and although she was one of the brightest witches in their year, sports were another thing altogether and physical strength, well she had almost none of that. 