"Don't mention it. Really don't mention it," she said, grinning. "But ten points to Gryffindor for trying really hard. Jamie is still the smartest and knows how to win, which includes playing with me." Not that Mr. Potter hadn't held his own. That catch had been insane.
Savannah snorted. "I'm not sure poached is a possibility when there's no team here, but I'd go in a heartbeat. I love you all, but there's no reason for me to stay. You have lives and families. I know i have my Dad here, but it's different. Dad is... Dad. Once those borders open and we can travel, he'll be gallivanting through Europe."
She looked at him, shaking her head. "I know it's Scotland and it always rains, but I think you can tell the difference from out there, and I know it is, but it just sounds different. Not necessarily scary, but louder. We'll wait until we get closer to killing bugs before you change, yeah?"
She laughed, covering her mouth with her hand to muffle the sound. "The most ancient magical artefact of the country? Oh I don't know, maybe it's just lying around."