Ned snorted at Sloane's teasing. She wasn't wrong, of course. He could be too practical. "I think Anne will take a liking to you. That's much more her territory than mine."

It wasn't that Ned couldn't be imaginative. He had "let it flow" during his first few years of Hogwarts. Now, he just tended to keep those sorts of thoughts to himself, only engaging with them when he was off decompressing alone. For some reason, conversations threw him right into problem solving mode, especially now that he was trying to fill the void that his father had left in his family's life. Without hesitation, Ned had readily stepped up to the plate. After all, someone needed to counter-balance Anne's more brash and quick-to-anger spirit.

"I'm sure Professor O'Connell would be able to tell you what sort of options there are for the future." He commented with a grin, glad that she was at least considering looking into it. "Though, with a family like yours and your skill, I'm sure the Harpies would readily accept you onto their team." There was no doubt in his mind that Sloane was a rather good seeker.

"I do. I wish to be an auror." He neglected to add 'like my father.' He wished to be better than him. "If that doesn't pan out, I hope to work for the ministry in some capacity." Maybe he could be an unspeakable like his mother; he was very capable at being discreet.

"I wonder what the others wish to do," he mused. It wasn't a conversation they had particularly gravitated toward in the past. "I imagine Gillenwater also has quidditch aspirations, at least?"