The boy shrugged his shoulders at her remark. "Eh. What did you expect, Dorrie? Here we are, all thrown together and kept confined within these sheltered castle walls. What else would most of the students be focused on? You have to realise, Dorrie, that at this age, most only pay attention to what's in front of them, which for most of us here, will probably be relationships and all that rot. Kind of scary, isn't it? That we are the future of the Wizarding world?"
He grinned a little at her before stretching out his legs a little. "So! Dorrie, she who wishes to be prepared, what do you want to be when you get out of here?"