"He's a part something," Evan replied thoughtfully. He had tried to research exactly part-what Jim might be, but so far he had only come to the conclusion that it is most likely part-cat, the other parts were still unclear. But he had ordered some books, so discoveries would sooner or later be made.
"Oh, she can just take all of his stupid Quidditch shit," Evan shrugged. He really didn't care for Quidditch at all, knew very little about it, despite having spent two years as a Beater on the Ravenclaw team. If anything, that had emphasised to him why Quidditch was shit. He even had a scar to prove it. Evan would never understand the fascination people had with it. "Saying, that, however, I'm not sure Harry has much I'd want," he added now pondering his brother's possessions. It wasn't like Evan was going to take Harry's clothes, he wouldn't give those even to a charity shop.
He sipped some more of his tea, which by now was at a sip-able heat. "What about Greengrass D.? Is she doing alright?" It was only polite to ask.