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Dances_With_Potter
Sutton couldn't help but laughing at his confused expression about softball. She imagined her face must have looked the same the first time she heard the word Quidditch. "Um... well, it's kind of like... baseball... do you know that one?" She bit her lip as she tried to figure out how to explain baseball or softball to him. "Well, like, there are two teams. One team is in the field, and one is up to bat. So the team in the field... they throw the ball, and the team up to bat has to hit it and then run around all the bases and get back to the home base..." she said. Shaking her head and laughing again lightly she said, "It would be easier to explain if we were actually playing it..."
Sutton wasn't so good with words. She was better with physically teaching things rather than just explaining.
"Yeah... I'd love to join you! Though, I'm more of a morning person, so I'd probably join you at dawn," she said with smile. Plus there were too many people out at dusk... she liked open space when she ran. "You know, I really haven't run much since I've been here, but maybe knowing you'll be running BEHIND me will give me some motivation," she joked, winking at him. Oh yes... behind her. Sutton might be little, but she was fast.
As he offered to hang out in the common room with her and talk all night, her face blushed again slightly as she looked away from his gaze. How any boy could want to talk to her for THAT long she wasn't sure, but he had said she was awesome, so....
Baseball? He was getting more and more confused by the second! Staring at her confusedly, he wondered if she would explain. At her attempt to do so, he blinked. It sounded like a pretty pointless game. Quidditch was understandable 'cause they got to ride around on brooms and stuff, but this baseball or softball game sounded ridiculous. "Maybe you could teach me..?"
He grinned. "You've got to be the only female I've met who
likes mornings." Most of the others just hated to get up. Snorting at her jokingly challenging tone, he smirked. "You think you're faster than me?" He was taller than her, so she'd have to run twice as fast to keep up with him.
Didn't she want to talk? He shrugged, not bothered. It was something he was offering out of kindness, if she didn't want to, that was her choice.