"He just wants to pass it," Scorpius called to Ben. Nevermind the question wasn't directed at him; Jacob occasionally needed to be reminded he wasn't the be-all end-all of things just because he was the quidditch captain.
"Depends on the kind of plans you mean," he said, shooting a glance toward Malfoy but otherwise ignoring him. That, he found, worked best for Scorpius. Ignore him, and he'd go away.
"Plans for the team? I plan to win. Plans for homework? Do as little as possible. Plans for after school? Do nothing for as long as I can 'til my dad kicks me into doing something with my life." He grinned. "What about you?"