"Were you now? Normally, I'd feel flattered, but with you, I'm pretty sure that it has less to do with me and more to do with whatever you have in mind," she answered, laughing. "You are terrible for my ego."
She hooked her arm with his and started to walk away from the offices. The good thing about Hogwarts was that the stones worked as great soundproofing. Of course, you still had to worry about portraits, ghosts and house-elves. "It's really impossible to have a private conversation unless you go outside," she said, voicing her thoughts.
"So glad that you think it's inconsequential. Apparently everyone feels the same, but I don't like half-arsing Quidditch. It was my life and it's important to me. If you want some kind of tournament, it should be better planned than this crap. I'm really not impressed and I'm seriously thinking about not playing," she said. "It has nothing to do with who gets the credit for planning this new league. It's about doing it right."