"I'd forgotten about the Choir," he admitted. It was better than the four years previous, at least, when he had assumed they simply didn't have one any longer.
He wasn't surprised to hear her say that this was unexpected - of course it was - and it wasn't as though he'd ever thought he would find himself willingly holed up in his office with the Head of Hufflepuff, the choir director or the Muggle Studies professor, never mind all three in one. But there had been so few surprises in the past few years (an no pleasant ones at all) that he found he had little to say about it. "I quite understand." He thought he did. "I've never felt there was any incentive, unless there was a practical necessity. But not everything is practical." And that was a strange conclusion to come to, for him.