Lily chortled, "Well, looks like we might be rooting for competing sides." She jested. Ginny may have been a Harpy but Lily never was a one Quidditch Team. She enjoyed the sport like her father and cousins that she felt at home in any stadium. "I'm just kidding, I think Mum would forgive me if I rooted for the Magpies just this once."
She looked to see that Sofia had barely touched her coffee, "I put too much milk, didn't I?" It was a difficult thing for her to gauge. "There's still more if you want to make yourself another cup. This is your home now too." Lily relaxed into a winning smile.