"It was called Monsieur Puddifoots," she said after a minute. "It was in Hogsmeade, which is a magical village close to the school. From third to seventh year, we got to go there every so often. Hogwarts is a boarding school, so we live there year round except for the summers and the holidays, if you have family to go home to on the holidays. Or want to go home, I suppose." She shrugged. "So I assume the argument is that it's more romantic than going around the grounds if you're dating someone at school."
She shook her head. "Not technically. I have the most experience with Prigany through Richie, but I haven't really joined any. Well, I suppose I go to the Outlander Coven meetings." But she wasn't sure if that meant she was really a coven member. She'd like to have more of a relationship with the covens, finding ways to make potions that benefited them all in some way and thus inspire some unity. Or at least make it easier for her to move freely despite covens. Except for Vorerra. She could keep them at an arm's length or further. "I can only imagine. I lived for a while in Texas, so I know that biscuits are a much different thing in America very quickly."
She looked down shyly as he seemed excited about her music. She was, despite being the heir, still very awkward about compliments. "I will consider it. I have no real background in teaching except for Harry and some others that have learned potions and other things from me." At the mention of the room, Ras recalled that it was owned by someone she believed Eleanor knew. She didn't truly spend a terrible amount of time there, however. "I am twenty, but the drinking age here is eighteen, so it's like being home. I don't drink a terrible amount, so I'm not certain if I have a favorite. I am happy to stop by all the same."