“So, Alexander, how is your term going? And Trent? I hope you are able to help him out from time to time, now that I’ve moved on to other things?” 

They were still waiting for the match to begin again. Alexander shrugged. "Eh, it's boring. Can't wait to be finished. Only a few more months...again." He muttered that last part. He was not going to make any mistake that would expel him or keep him here another year. Not again. He was so over that. He offered Sabrina a smile though. "Don't worry, I have been exercising my older brother skills and have been helping him out. Your former pupil is being well taken care of," he lightly teased. He hated wasting time having to way Trent, but it seemed he could barely focus in class thanks to the extra horus of practice he now had in the morning. 

Sabrina's question didn't catch him off guard. In fact, he was almost expecting like it. Well trained, Alexander was able to keep a smirk off of his face. He shrugged and looked down, inspecting his nails. "Of course I do. Anything to get out of the castle and off school grounds." Especially after being stuck on them for an extra year. At least Dumbledore hadn't restricted his movement, like banning him from Hogsmead for instance. "There's a special one this weekend. I'll be down a few hours later than normal so I can spend time with Miss Haddock, but I think I might grab a drink at the Three Broomstick around three." He gave her a fleeting look as he looked up at her beneath his lashes and gave her a slight nod. 

Alexander perked up. "Oh, they're starting," he said before getting into the game now that he could see better. He let out a laugh when one of Hufflepuff's team members went down. "They are not having a good year. Tragic," he said. "Maybe this will give Slytherin a chance." If his stupid brother started actually doing well.