"Sounds about right," Sloane laughed, thinking her mother had said that about her as well at some point in her life.

Shrugging sheepishly Sloane cast Ned a grin. "It is strange to watch, I practice in the looking glass and it's startling to see me with brown eyes or something else. Some of my brothers have brown eyes, but I'm quite used to the blue." It was both intriguing and hilarious sometimes.

"Most third years are taller than me," She laughed as she threw another weed aimlessly in his direction. "Yeah yeah yeah, seeker-sized I know." Not that she planned to pursue that anymore, but she wasn't going to get into that with Ned today. "When will you hear about OWLs?" She thought the end of the month sounded right, based on her brothers in the past, but she didn't much care about their grades, but she did care about her friends'.