 Puff by day, snake by night | Mj's bestie | Always UP to Something...
Nia was very easy going, that made things so much easier. He didn’t have to work for information, not that he would have anyway being that it was an interview. She just wasn’t one that he had to really suck up too and that was very nice. Chucking a bit he figured she was aware of their sport section, but the light of it must not be the greatest the way she seemed to think. Something that maybe with his shift of story writing could change. “Yes it’s great they are doing something. I’m very proud of her and how well she does her job.” His grin grew speaking of his wife. He might not be a huge fan of the sport, but he did enjoy boasting about his wife.
“Scores do I guess count for something, but there are plenty of safer schools with just as good if not better scores.” His school back in Spain was one of them. It was a top ranked school and they never had any disastrous issues. Then a thought occurred to him, “Quidditch was canceled your seventh year?” Hmm that was interesting. He could certainly use that in the article he was writing. “So how did you keep involved in the sport and keep wanting to further it, if you didn’t have it an entire school year?” Was it just a name thing that got her the chance to play pro? That was a different twist if it was.
Glancing at his quill, did it get that kiddy league stuff. “Planning on retiring to do that, or just off season sort of stuff?” She was getting married soon, maybe she was thinking about retiring to start her own family. His own trying to extend the family popped into his mind. What if his children wanted to play, his niece already was going nuts over wanting a broom, but what if his own child would want one. Mariel would certainly want him or her to have one, wouldn’t she?
He listened and glanced back and forth from Nia to the quill as she talked about her experiences. Beater, seeker, chaser, it was all very impressive. Lockhart, had he heard that name before? He knew the history of the name, but had he heard it in the quiddtich world. He half thought maybe Mariel had mentioned it once. Leaning back he listened a little longer. “So are you the Bat’s captain then?” The question came out before he even thought fully. He should know that. Was it not in his background notes? “What do you like better playing or coaching? Is this something you’re thinking about doing after your days playing are done?” He had a few on his desk that retired into managers so why not a coach. He chuckled as she said about the bat, “Ah yes, my niece loved that one. Though her favorite was the wasp.” It was entertaining to watch them all really.
“Do you see yourself as a role model to the younger generation or do you feel like so many others that Pro athletes shouldn’t be role models for the young?” Some did not leave the role model type of lives he knew this, but he often wondered how they didn’t find themselves in role model positions when so many children wanted to be them.
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