"I think I just heard a challenge to get you too not only eat, but enjoy beets, Seamus." That was something she could handle, something she might even enjoy. It was certainly better than talking about snakes. Lavender shuddered at the thought of the basilisk. For someone who loved animals, she really hated snakes. It might have been an entirely irrational fear, but it was real for her. "Although, no more talking about giant slimy things with enormous teeth."
"It might have been trouble, but he did always seem to do the right thing and you know honestly not want any of the fame. Do you remember the non-speech he gave at the Hog's Head fifth year?" Lavender shook her head, remembering quite well the emotions of that day and the possibility of doing something wrong and in the process maybe even sticking it to Umbridge. "And I think he might have caused some trouble, but we did our fair share of rebelling in his honor that year and -" she paused just a second, "And in our last year."