"I could live without it," she said, shrugging, the ghost of a smile crossing her face for a moment. "I wasn't really sulking," she added, "I tend to do a majority of my sulking indoors."
Mandy liked flying, and though she didn't play Quidditch herself, she was amused by the insanity that it caused in some people. She usually only attended the matches her friends dragged her to, but she'd missed the most recent one working on an essay for Potions. Between meals, free time, and walks to class, she'd heard pretty much every detail of it, though, and knew that Gryffindor had lost. "That makes sense," she finally said. "Losing to Slytherin could get just about anyone worked up."