Right. As long as they didn't kill him first. Professional Quidditch wasn't that violent, was it? Granted, it had been a few years since Ellie attended a real match. That was actually something she had in mind for this summer; to try and get back into that loop of knowledge. She'd been way too inside her own bubble of silly Hogwarts Quidditch for too long. "What position are you playing?" Chaser? Keeper? He'd be on the reserve team, too, right? ...Right?

She turned from Carter to look back at Treyen. The Gryffindor was right, the Birthday Boys did get first dibs. So Treyen really should take this opportunity before Carter and Salander got too greedy and went all caveman on the display.