Evey gave Skye a sharp look when she spoke about joining clubs before snorting in a very uncivilized manner. "What clubs are there even to join? You planning to start one?" she asked her with a smirk as she gave her head a small shake and slowly settled back into the bed. She really hoped that she was going to be give a pass and that the matter would not be pushed and was really starting to hope that she didn't have the stupid sickle that was used to tell about mettings. Why they couldn't just use the same galleon trick she would never understand, but no, apparently the children and next generation wanted to do something that was different and yet still the same at the same time. It drove her a little mad trying to figure everything that they did out. With a heavy sigh, she just shifted and looked into her girlfriends eyes before giving her a soft kiss.<br/><br/>"Darling, I may not be the biggest fan of Quidditch, but I do enjoy it from time to time. I understand it. It's the flying that I don't like, or being so high up. I hate being in those stands. I know being up there makes it easier to watch the game, but I would really much prefer to stay closer to the ground. Its one of the things I hate about being a Gryffindor and would have hated just as much if I had been a Ravenclaw, is being up in those Towers. View is amazing, yes, but it's so high up. I'd much rather be down in the dungeons or in the dirt with you Slytherin's and the Hufflepuff's." she told her, not aware of what was completely coming out of her mouth until it was too late. The way that her eyes widened and her lips parted slightly, it was easy to tell that she hadn't meant to share such a secret. "I... I've gotten enough points docked from my house this month, I need to leave before cerfew." she said, quickly deciding to climb out of the bed and scramble around to make herself decent.