He looked down at her and couldn't help a laugh. She was small. He liked that. And more so she looked up at him in a way that was very ... interesting.
"Well, I hate to share my secrets, but unlike you hard partying Ravenclaws, most nights I'm in bed early." He shrugged. It was true. He made all the team go to bed early before games too. It was one thing if there was a party to go too, but it wasn't as if there was anywhere exciting to go here.
"Just don't tell anyone," he said. "Might ruin my stirling reputation."
He hefted the broom in one hand. "We can fly. Or not. If you want we could go for a walk instead. Your choice since your the one I got out of bed and all." His lips curved up at the corners at that thought.