How the fuck could she do this? She wanted to get up and run. There was something in his eyes that made her stomach tie in knots.
"Of course," she said simply. "We played Quidditch together. I haven't seen him since I left school though." She kept her expression even. It was all very true. She hadn't seen him since she'd graduated. But maybe that didn't matter to this one. She wished she had Verity's skill at lying, something, anything to distract him.