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Deniiz 
Evan nodded shortly. He wanted to ask further questions that focused on his magical schools that also had football teams, but he held himself back. He shouldn't even be talking to this guy, so there was no need in continuing the conversation. Hmpf. He wasn't interested in. Though Evan could see. Football wasn't for everyone; he understood that much even though it was his passion.
Aha. "I see," he commented shortly. Good to know that even school coaches knew somethings. He wondered if Seb really had that talent to just 'flick' the ball inside of a goal. He would really love a match, but then again, he didn't play games with Lions. They had all ended bad, and with Seb, there was a good possibility for that.
Cocking his head to one side slightly backwards, Evan crossed his arms to and removed his leg from the ball as he frowned at the other boy. What was this dork saying, really? He was about to answer him, when he talked again. Meet him at the Whomping Willow tomorrow? For what, to enable him to 'accidentally' push him under a swinging branch? He raised his eyebrows quite sceptically. "And why exactly do I want to come..?" he asked, slightly amused at the boy's... rush? Mysterious behaviour? Eyes following the ball, he let out a small chuckle as it went in again, before facing the boy once more, demanding a proper answer.
Ugh, why did he have to explain everything to this idiotic Slytherin?
"Just come, you'll have more fun than now. Especially now. By the way, I'm going to expect a thank you after we're finished with the picnic of sorts. Yeah, so just come, you'll be happy if you do anyways. No more questions." He stammered. He was so annoying at times. Then again, Evan was always annoying now that he thought about it.
"I'll owl you the time to come and you better be there." He retorted, picking up his school bag that was beside him and starting to walk up the hill. Evan needed to come, to see what had happened and what he should do. Obviously.