A spectator box filled to the brim with men was hardly the place to argue social change. For one, with the amount of alcohol flowing it was unlikely any of the men would hear their argument, and those who did were likely the ones making the idiot comments to begin with! It wasn't defeatist to recognize when and where to argue, nor was it defeatist to hold no expectations for change. It was self preservation. It was avoiding a continued string of lifelong disappointments.

"You'll have to forgive me, Ms. Gallivan, for on this we will not agree. Quidditch is not the cause for which I will champion, right to choose or not. There are far more important obstacles to overcome before a child's sport." Melody was grateful to have been near the back of the store, as the odds of someone overhearing what was being argued was unlikely, though not impossible. Witch Weekly had enough reason to write about Melody without adding the additional charge of feminist. "I don't expect someone with your background to understand." She then coldly added.