Alby stopped dead in his tracks on hearing where his new "friend" worked. As a Potter, he was programmed to love Quidditch, but hadn't gotten to The Pitch yet. "Frank!" He exclaimed the first name much easier that time. "That is the most brilliant job! What do you do there? Can we go? Do you get things for free? Did you play when you were at Hogwarts? Uncle Neville didn't play!"