He had assumed right. She had been disappointed when she'd realized everyone would be busy this coming weekend. She liked the stability of it. It wasn't about going out and drinking. It was about having everyone in the same place. They all had their own schedules to keep and sometimes it was a while before they could all be in the same room together. This was perfect ... even if there was a lot more people involved then she was used to. Entirely Katie' fault, of course. Had it been a party strictly for her, she wouldn't have been able to fill the place. Unlike Katie, she was a lot more selective of her friends.
That wasn't to say there was no one there for her. There were a few people like Davies that they both knew and there was a few people she had gotten to know during her time at Gringotts, but certainly no where near the amount people lingering around that Katie knew. The vast majority of them connected in some way to Quidditch. It really was quite sad how dependent their life was on a bloody sport. She shook her head at that thought. That was beating a dead horse if she ever heard such a thing.
She laughed at his speculation about Marcus, her eyes searching for him and Katie. They'd arrived together but with the surprise and people wishing them a happy birthday, they'd separated. "I'm sure it' driving him absolutely batty," she grinned. Hell, she was certain that Marcus sometimes still had an issue with the fact that she wasn't a Slytherin and that most of the time, he just convinced himself that she was. "Someone is taking bets on how long it's going to be before someone starts swinging, I just know it."