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Holmesian Feline
Speaking of the redhead mentioned earlier, he spotted a young woman standing down the table talking with others and he couldn't help noticing she looked familiar. Was that who he thought it was? "Selina...?" he questioned aloud, calling in her direction as he tentatively moved closer. Kurumi he had seen more recently but his favorite fellow captain he had missed, unless one counted the fleeting notice of red hair at the quidditch event he had been overseeing in his role as security.
And she certainly hadn't been dressed so nice and...mature the last time he had seen her.
Selina had been chatting around with people at her old house table. Gryffindors were the BEST kind of people, she knew that. Everyone else was a stick in the mud. Okay. Not everyone. But the people here were cut of a similar cloth to her. As in the BEST KIND. Again. Best.
So when she saw one of the best people, ie. her old, fellow Quidditch Captain Simon, she freaked out. Like some flailing and squishing. Or attempted squishing because height was a real problem with her.
"Holy MERLIN! Simon." Blink, blink.
"You got old."