Patrick’s eyes had been scanning the room watching everyone. He was amazed at how quickly his mind changed from carefree captain to watchful eye of a prefect. He was still a bit upset that he had to step down but no use dwelling on it. He heard his younger teammatehousemate. “Oh yeah... Broke my ankle over the summer playing baseball. My parents are of the mind that if you hurt yourself doing muggle activities their medicine has to heal you. Here I am, stuck with the boot. Didn’t figure captaincy would be a good idea if I can’t fly well enough.” shakes his head at the image of him flying with the boot on.