"I'm listening more then you think," he muttered to himself.
"Fine, we'll see in a year." Of course, he hoped that wouldn't be the case for everyone's well being, but part of him wished that he could prove what he could do it.
"Right, you were only a year after all." Fuck that, maybe Malfoy was right, he'd never be good enough no matter how much he tried. "I'll see you later." James stepped outside and closed the door behind him.