Dylan laughed. "Is big brave Dom afraid of the ickle Headmaster?" he teased, reaching out and pinching her side. "But seriously though, why wouldn't he?" he asked. "It's all a matter of how you present it."
"There is tension at school right now, right? So you suggest that they'll get to use Quidditch to release the tension, fight it out on the pitch rather than the halls and work off some of that pent up energy." He smiled. "What do you think is the worse that can happen? Other than him yelling, calling you stupid and telling you to leave his office. Really, how bad can it be?"
He nudged her shoulder again. "Chicken," he teased. "And you call yourself a Gryffindor."
He laughed at the question. "Being an Auror doesn't stop because of Easter," he said. "But I always have time for fun."