"I'd like a butterbeer," she replied reaching into her bag for some coins. Seeing as her work time was going to be waylaid Hermione called her files back to her and positioned them on the seat beside her. It would do no good to leave potentially sensitive information where others could come upon it while she focused on a game of chess.
"Harry's been taking him to matches for at least the past two years. I don't know if he's had any experience with football."