Originally Posted by demented_death_eater

Max was the first to begin the applause and ceased once Tate sat back down. "Three tickets is no problem and they'll be the best seats in the stadium so you'll arrive within two hours of the game starting," he said and acted as if their conversation wasn't interrupted by the speech. "Hope you don't mind the Kalahari Desert. It's the sand that's the real pain about playing down there . . . it gets into places where sand doesn't belong."

Grin.

Then something that Tate said in his speech finally clicked in his mind.

"That's it - don't die! I was trying to remember your number one golden rule when planning the Herbology lessons. Well, at least no one died or lost a limb."





Vindictus saw Kyle place the blue bag in front of him. "Why, thank you, Kyle! You didn't have to do this," he smiled and immediately opened her gift. A miniature broom - very fitting, indeed! He looked it over and the smile remained on his face as he placed it carefully back in the bag so that it wouldn't get food on it. "Good design. Innovative. You might want to apply for a few broom design patents."

It was sound advice.



"Thank you, Emily," he nodded in appreciation and wondered why she didn't mention Quidditch or his famous flying lessons. Hmmm. "Good luck with the next step in your education."

Vindictus was about to say something else but suddenly a plate of food appeared in front of him - roast beef, potatoes, carrots, gravy, and Yorkshire pudding. Fork in one hand and a knife in the other, he began to dig in.