Looking at her with a slight grin, Tony waves a dismissive hand.

"As thrilling and dangerous as it looks, I don't do well in team situations. And I have a thing about bludgers coming at me. If we had a broom track and field, you wouldn't stop me. But Quidditch? Not really my thing."

Tony was horrible with team activities, he'd fight for the lead, and even if he got it would do his own thing anyway. It made him unpopular, so he'd try to avoid them.

"Watching it is more fun anyway. I've seen you out there, like a sparrow, zipping about"