"Until the Ministry made me an offer my mother would never let me live down refusing," he answered with a chuckle. Really, quidditch and dancing skills did not correlate much at all; Fitzroy Prewett just happened to be excellent at both—among other things, of course. "I could never leave the pitch forever, though—I still train on occasion with my former team, though am not half so good at it any more as I would like!"

As he spoke, the hand on her back crept perhaps half an inch lower—not scandalous by any means, but no longer textbook in placement.