Roxanne leaned against the bar, elbows on the bar and her chin propped in her palm. Had he said that thought aloud, she would have been torn between pride and... feeling weird. Because she loved her mother, of course. And growing up, when she heard things like how she was similar to Angelina, it would be the best damn compliment she could be given.
Probably came with complications when it came to getting it from Oliver Wood.
"Oh, yeah, trust me. You are definitely loved. By... people outside of our world as well. Which is weird. I'm not going to lie, when I first about the book series, I just thought they were historical books on Harry Potter's life that someone had published but... yeah, it's more than that." Roxanne shrugged. There was nothing in the books about her at all. That was probably a blessing although sometimes, she thought the opposite. "But I will just let you know now that in this world, there's really nothing to be so afraid of. I like it."