Angela nodded and gracefully took a coffee cup from the man behind the cart, "I did, as children. Not as adults; I wasn't in Wizarding Britain after leaving school." She had been in normal Britain, thank you. "I think we were some of each other's last childhood friends, actually."
Since she had so little magic, there hadn't been the political expectations on her that everybody else had borne and hence she'd been 'allowed' to be a child in that way longer than most others.
She laughed at the suggestion of a book, "Maybe I will write it. Or spruce up my old History thesis and publish it." Early 20th century wizarding history was so interesting. Especially Dumbledore's. Finding information on his history had been like pulling teeth, and she was rather proud of how her sixth and seventh year self had managed.
Although. A book on the Death Eaters wouldn't be a half bad idea. Maybe even one composed of interviews. She bit her lip and took another sip of coffee, proclaiming it adequate.