Archie had been right in his initial assessment that Sunday was a bit of an optimist. She didn't seem to see the downside in anything, even after she'd fallen off the boat and into the Black Lake. He smiled, albeit a bit nervously, and shrugged his shoulders.
"He might, for sure," he said, not wanting to banter with her when she would undoubtedly win. "But the truth is that I'm just not sure about the last name part. My father's a muggleborn, you see. I don't know of any other magical relatives with the name Diggory." Surely she would see his side with that in mind!
"He might, for sure," he said, not wanting to banter with her when she would undoubtedly win. "But the truth is that I'm just not sure about the last name part. My father's a muggleborn, you see. I don't know of any other magical relatives with the name Diggory." Surely she would see his side with that in mind!