 <3 It's okay. I've been busy. Wowza!
Now, that was a silly question Treyen was asking. Was it not impossible to be a fan of Quidditch and yet not have a favourite thing? In MacFusty's mind, it was. "The Arrows are good," He allowed, because it was true. "But I'm more of a Pride or Portree, Holyhead Harpies and Kenmare Kestrel fan myself." Pride of Portree above all, though. Of course.
When the Hufflepuff prefect mentioned not following the family steps, Lachlan nodded. He was aware that most people had a choice when it came to choosing what they wanted to do with their lives, but he hadn't had much of one; well, he supposed he had, but it wasn't exactly common for a MacFusty to simply opt for a career that didn't benefit the family business--though most would call it tradition--in one way or another. "What position did you play?" He was quite short, so perhaps seeker? Either way, definitely not a beater. "I wasn't much of a flyer myself, back then." Still wasn't. But there was no need to add that.
There was another knock on the door and Lachlan wondered, really, what was it with students visiting professors. When he'd been a student himself, the only places he interacted with his own teachers was in class. His friends had been the same, too. "Oh," Something the other professor had done? "What did professor Saylen decide last year, Mister Lockhart?"
...And he should go and check who was waiting outside. Giving Treyen a small smile, Lachlan moved swiftly towards the window and peeked in. Oh. Just another Hufflepuff. They were awfully friendly, apparently.
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