She put the hand that wasn't holding her coffee on her hip, the frown still in place on her face as he answered. "no, that's not it. I hate quidditch." she thought to herself that it was rather obnoxious of him to just assume that because he played sports professionally everyone knew who he was. He must have been a Gryffindor. She wanted to leave it be and go back to browsing the shelves, but she knew it would irritate her the rest of the day if she didn't figure out who he was. "Did you go to Hogwarts?"i