 Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent
Oh, Fitz was always so sweet and Esme couldn't help but to smile at his compliment. "Well, thanks. I do enjoy keeping in shape though." Not that she was ready to be done playing Quidditch anytime soon, but even when she did retire, she was sure she'd still remain somewhat athletic. She couldn't imagine letting herself go.
Esme gave him a slightly curious look as he seemed taken off guard by her joking, until he laughed himself and she joined in on his laughter. "I'm sure Giles will appreciate that, I know I will," she added with a wink. Her laughter subsiding, she gave Fitz a smile and nodded. "I've always found that to be true, especially when the pitch is empty." She'd come to practice early on more than one occasion for that very purpose. "Hope there's nothing too heavy weighing on your mind?"
She grinned at his suggestion. "Thought you'd never ask." Taking off from her hovering spot net to him, she sped off down the pitch.
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ended like a moth in flames______________________
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