Roger smiled pleasantly at her as she turned to meet him, her tiny bit of shock evident beneath her cheer. He gave a Gallic shrug at her enquiry and smiled. "Pansy invited me on account of Marcus and I being uh, 'International Quidditch Stars' together," he replied. "The more interesting question of course is what are you doing here? I don't think I've seen you since fifth year when that bitch of a woman was in charge."
Moving around her, he grabbed himself a glass and poured himself a generous portion of sangria as well. "So what's new in your life," he asked.