"Well, there always were some students who figured it out," She rolled her eyes, turning a little more to face him and leaning back against the window, smiling. "Students this year seem a little more naive, maybe, or else they're so well-informed that it's not interesting to them at the moment. We'll see, when it gets cold and they need to find things to fill their time with. After Quidditch tryouts, maybe. I'm not looking forward to that. I do think the 'bend over Ravenclaw' bit came from one of mine." Looking at him in profile, she noticed things she hadn't seen before. His nose was sharp, but it suited him, and in her warm, flushed sort of tipsy she wondered what his hair felt like. She wasn't quite tipsy enough to try to find out, and just tipsy enough that her studying him probably wasn't all that subtle.