"Utter bastards," she said with a grin. "I was going to be perfectly all right with not knowing what's in there." What was it with these Gryffindors and their need to discover things? Life was pretty good without any discoveries or the scars that you got from those treks.
Savannah lowered her voice as she stepped into the forest. It hadn't been a conscious choice, but a natural response that any prey had when dealing with a potential predator. "I knew I was going to play Quidditch since I was a toddler. People assumed that I'd go into music like Dad, but I loved to watch my grandmother and my aunt fly. I could run circles around most adults on a broom before Hogwarts. Of course, I was not allowed on the team my first year. Jamie was, because he's a Potter. Still kicked his arse when I got on the team."
She nodded. "I know it is a very good thing, but part of that good thing makes us very unprepared for this part of life. Organizing, parties, clubs, new fashion? Those things we're really good at. Survival and war aren't our thing."