She seemed surprised as he listed off the years and dates. He wondered why, and then he got to thinking about why he didn't remember her from school. Surely he would have noticed someone like her.
His eyebrows raised slightly in his own surprise when she told him he'd taken over in her final year. "I was wondering why I didn't remember you ... I didn't think you were older than me." Despite being exhausted, she really didn't look that much older than him. Not that it was a large gap.
"Yeah, that was me. Nimue," the curse his sisters tended to use, he often got teased for usign it rather than Merlin, "that was a horrible loss. I think the entire House mourned it until after the Feast." And to Slytherin of all Houses, too.
"I always have loved announcing a good match, though."