"Oh, god, Binn's class," she said with another laugh. If she gave it any thought, the fact that there was really no Hogwarts in this world except for a fake one somewhere in Florida, it would have depressed her somewhat. But this wasn't the night for it. "Damn. Too bad I missed taking it with you!"
Roxanne polished off her own glass as well, but didn't ask for another just yet. Instead, she swiveled around in her seat to face him directly. "Huh. Okay. Let's see." Waiting for him to return would have been accurate if she had known he'd eventually come back. She hadn't so instead she'd just been miserable about it. "I am a Medi-witch, after I leave Hogwarts. For accidental magic. And I'll have you know that there are far too many Quidditch players who are quick to pull out a wand when they think they're on the losing streak and get themselves suspended and the other guy in our beds. That's where I come in. Where I shake my head at the shenanigans then shrug because I have experience with that stuff with cousins and my brother... all while I'm nursing their wounds."