Ginny quickly moves to sit next to Hermione. She doesn’t understand why nervous butterflies are flitting around inside of her. “Oh, that’s great, good for you.” The Department of Magical Law Enforcement rings a bell inside her, but before she can analyze that further the bartender brings her second drink. She finishes that in one gulp, too. "Oh, I’ve been picked up by the Holyhead Harpy’s. I’ll be Chaser next season, so I got a flat in Holyhead. Percy helped me finalize my contract today, actually."
"Oh, you've just been picked up by a professional Quidditch team," Hermione's tone dripped with sarcasm as she rolled her eyes, all the while a genuine smile crept across her face. "You say it so nonchalantly! That's amazing, Ginny. Isn't that exactly what you were aiming for?" She gave the other witch no time to answer, despite fully expecting one, before her next question. "Have you already moved in?"








