Her stride didn't break at his acknowledgement, and Therese stormed straight up to Rupert, not hesitating a millisecond before punching him straight in the arm. As good as her slap was, it didn't have the power that she needed to hurt Rupert like she wanted. Before he could react, she punched his arm again, hoping that it was the one he used to thrash that bat of his around.
"Tu es une bête!" she sneered through her teeth, chest heaving. She slammed her fist into him again, "You are---tu es une----" Her hands flew up as a slew of insults in both English and French soared from her mouth, and she capped it off with open palms to his chest. The last time she had hit a bloke like this it was Caradoc Dearborn in seventh year, and those were feelings and memories she had no desire to relieve.
"The nerve---" Therese flushed, unable to verbally come up with why she was assaulting him, all she could think about was how that player had looked at her, what Spinnet must think of her, what...he must think of her, and now she felt more than stupid for coming here with Gudgeon of all people! She was just adding fuel to the fire! "How could you let Spinnet think that we--!"
It was becoming more embarrassing than fury inducing. Rupert had a ton of ammo against her already, and it was becoming abundantly clear that he was ready and willing to use it.
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