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Originally Posted by Deniiz So the last of the try-outs was concluded, and Forrest taught he got the general idea of the game. It was different than football though, and it'd definitely take him some time to orientate.
Or maybe, he'd never orientate at all.
Pushing the negative and SAD thoughts away, he realised he'd never praised Kahlan. "You were good there," he said timidly. Their talking about something he had no idea about made him turn to his shell again, and it took him some time to get out of it.
He just hoped they didn't notice he was distracted the whole time. Quote:
Originally Posted by Kitten Kahlan nodded, understanding exactly what he meant. She'd found the difference once everyone had started vacuuming Hogwarts to be insnae! It was just sooo.... clean!!!! In fact it made her quite happy to believe that Hogwarts had, at least at some point been an amazing and truly magical place to have been.
And then the blonde was beaming at the Professor, while it may have been incredibly biased she definitely was a proud supporter of Puddlemere United, in fact she didn't really have a choice in the matter but either way she still felt happy about that fact. "Well I also support Puddlemere United, my brothers on the reserve team, Liam Moriarty" she explained, beaming with pride at that fact, though she hated that she was related to him at times. Although considering he was part of the reserve team he wasn't well known, thankfully. "But otherwise I support the Ballycastle Bats" she finished her musing, it was a part of her Irish pride that made the witch support that team.
And still figure her brother probably should be playing reserve for them. Hearing Forrest speak again, the Slytherin girl turned to face the other first year, beaming at the compliment that he'd given her. Considering a lot of her childhood and family memories centered around Quidditch being told that she played well - by anyone- was a big thing for her considering it was usually her brother that was told that he was good at it. "Thanks" she replied, still beaming at him and fighting the urge to pull him into a hug, something that would've probably been another awkward moment for the two in just this one conversation! A small smirk started playing on her face though, remembering how he'd seemed quite worried for everyone who played. "Maybe one day I'll get around to teaching you how to play after you teach me football" she teased, emphasizing the foreign word, proud that she'd remembered it.
Though she was being truthful, if he wanted to learn she'd be happy to to teach him though she wouldn't make him if he really didn't want to.
"Are you really?!" he exclaimed at the young lady. Fantastic! "Did you know that the Board of Governors has the Puddlemore United Rookie of the Year from 2078 on it?" At least he was pretty sure that was the year. He had voted for the young man - not just because he was a fan. The boy had a lot more going for him than just that.
The young Hufflepuff boy seemed to be a bit shy on the subject and the astronomer was sort of putting some pieces together. He was not confident in magic and acted as though he had never held a wand before let alone seen it prior to Hogwarts. Now he was nervous about quidditch talk. Was he a muggle born?! If so Airey potentially had a billion and one questions for him - but he would spare the boy because there was talk of football.
"You're a football fan, Mr. Charlton? Which side are you on?"
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