"That's what I've been trying to tell you. That I'm the perfect child, and perfect children deserve new brooms." Well, eventually, when they weren't trapped in a castle with a madman in charge of the country. "Oi, I can be mature! Especially about something that matters, like this does. And it's really easy to drift in there, without hurting anything. And it's dirt mum. It doesn't exactly scream cleanliness."
He laughed, because of course she knew that. This was Hermione Granger he was talking to. "I have, but I've also thought about being an Auror, or a Healer, or a Hit Wizard. I have a lot of choices, especially doing so well on my OWLs, which is why I'm taking a vareity of classes for NEWTs, so I'm prepared for everything."
He was puzzled, because who else did she think he would make a decision for? "I admit, I was a little concerned that you or Dad would be disappointed if I didn't go into the Ministry, or become an Auror, but I also know you'd want me to do what's right for me. So that's why I'm thinking so much. Because I don't want to make a decision I'm going to regret."