"That's why we don't say things like that till you're older. Less chance of you wanking to images of us. Girls find that creepy. And it's fine. Except the fucking Arrows have managed to pull together a decent team and are giving everyone a run for their Galleons. Jones broke her wrist last week and I thought she was going to kill someone." Gods, it felt good to talk about Quidditch. She lived and breathed the sport and knowing she left it soon... Ugh.
"I don't play much longer, I guess. That's what Harry tells me."