The girl picked up the dish and carried it carefully off to the Ravenclaw table. Ron was still goggling at the girl as though he had never seen one before. Harry started to laugh. The sound seemed to jog Ron back to his senses. “She’s a veela!” he said hoarsely to Harry. “Of course she isn’t!” said Hermione tartly. “I don’t see anyone else gaping at her like an idiot!”
their banter
