Hermy nodded. "Wow, I can imagine." The thought of a professional match made her nervous about her upcoming match. She dreaded being the weakest on the pitch due to her distinct lack of experience. She hoped they didn't play Slytherin first, Hermy didn't want Marco laughing at her.

"I'll try and remember to get my aunt to knit you one then. How does orange, yellow and red sound? To match your shoes?" She giggled as he tried to catch her bobble.

"If the opportunity arises, I'd love to go with you. It would be wonderful." Hermy snuggled into Finn, and relaxed as Finn rested his chin on her head. "Finn," she said quietly. "Can I ask you something?"