[ The muscle tensed under the slap, but the rest of him was slowly relaxing, even allowing a small smile. ]

Yeah, I definitely did it on purpose. It meant you looked at me. It didn't just help my beating, though[ Har har ], you were always vicious on the quidditch pitch if you were pissed with me.

I had no idea what to do with you, I just knew that whatever I was doing, you were who I wanted to do it with.