"Which is even more surprising for a Slytherin. I thought you were all about being cunning and sly. You're pretty direct about it. It's probably why I don't mind." She hated the pretenses more than the actual wanting something. "There are your observations and the assumptions that arise from the name 'Potter', but Jamie isn't his father." She laughed. "I don't think you're doing a good job at figuring me out. Possibly because I'm too simple for you, there aren't any secrets with me, and you look for things that are hidden." She shook her head. "In the end, he wasn't my type, because I thought we were serious, that we'd get married, and it turns out that he had his walls up and had no intention of letting me see him. I can't be with someone like that. Don't get me wrong, part of me will always care for him, but- I don't think we could work out. Here, it would be like settling because we're alone and this is familiar and I don't want that."
She wasn't a book person. She would never have the highest grades or get points for her brilliant school work, but she wasn't stupid. "Right, and maybe we can think outside of the box while being outside." And he could finally share what he'd meant to.
"I think you'd be decent, but you would never make the commitment. I think a better way to run this is to do maybe a game a month and use the weekends to train, just for a few hours. It might not be the kind of training I want, but it would make people enjoy it more and that would mean that they would play longer." She snorted. "I really don't care if he gets the credit or not. I've never been about that, but he's intent on running it. These Marauders are a bit conceited, aren't they? No wonder most of the Order died. They are awful at planning, and I can't believe I just said that. That's mean, isn't it? But accurate."