Sky nodded her head in greeting towards the newcomer, a fellow fifth year she remembered to be called Nicholas. "I don't care much for who sits in front of the goals, something needs to be done about that Seeker." She frowned when remembering the defeats of last year. Ravenclaw had been Gryffindor's opponent before Slytherin's match for the Quidditch Cup. It was a bit of a blur to her, but one moment she was reaching out for the little golden orb and the next she was flipping over her broom to avoid colliding with Gryffindor's Seeker. The thought made her clench her teeth. "At least we can agree on one thing, that defeat was a nightmare. What if we could make it so it was our two teams in the end? Honestly, I'd want anyone but Gryffindor to win this year." She rested her chin on her closed fist, glancing out the window before back at the boys. "What do you say to making that happen?"