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She...supposed Evan's summary of her family's impression of ABoli was accurate, if not very enthusiastic. Did it really matter what her family thought, after all? Aboli was her friend, not theirs. She shrugged. "Yes, I guess."
"Um...maybe? No?" She really did not know how much Quidditch players made. "Someone said Quidditch players need a second career for after they age out..." She couldn't remember who had said this to her. It did sound smart to have a second plan. Like, what if she got hurt playing Quidditch, or they decided Muggleborns weren't allowed to participate again? She needed a solid backup plan.
"I don't know if I'd be good at reporting," she said with a sheepish smile. "And I'm not smart enough to be a healer...."
"Let's go eat," she said with a firm nod, ready to change the subject from her future, hypothetical second career.
Had he heard that question in her head, he would have said no it did not matter. In terms of friends, the only person whose input mattered was the person actually doing the befriending. Unless one of her brother’s was planning on befriending and trying to take Aboli away from HIS brother, it really did not matter. He also assumed that would be unlikely.
“Oh. I just assumed it was like muggle sports.” But maybe not all. Did soccer players make enough to retire or did they forever rely on marketing? Which…
“You’re pretty, if you went pro you could probably get some sponsors and do advertisements and such for them and make some income that way? And if you’re really good and have name recognition, they’d use you even AFTER you were done in the league.” See! There would still be ways. And she wouldn’t have to go to school for those things.
“It’s really about excitement about the subject that matters for reporting. And you seem to have plenty of that regarding Quidditch.” But if she also didn’t want to do that, she didn’t want to do that and that was fine. He blinked a bit at her second comment.
“I don’t think that’s true.” Mamie was smart, perhaps healing was just not where her interests lay.
“Okay.” Didn’t have to tell him twice when it came to food.