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Excuse you Théodore Montmorency, Christopher was NEVER a bore. Christopher was fascinating and wonderful and amazing and Sylvie Norcott was beside herself that he was here. SO MUCH SO, that she had her hand in his hair the entire time even as she bopped along on top of Théo, holding popcorn in her free hand.
Which is the one she used to smack Théo's head with, causing some snack spillage. "Good thing WE'RE here, otherwise we'd have starved!! Quidditch games can go on forever and ever," and she'd know, because she'd sat and watched his, Faith and Zoryn's games every summer since third year. She'd forgotten how distracted Théo could get around girls, but it didn't bother her that much. She gets super distracted around Christopher all the time. Technically, it's good that Chris was here.
Generally it's good that Chris is where she is. That's always a great thing, and should always happen. Always.
But speaking of missing people, cue GASP. "Guys look it's Faith and Zoryn!" Sylvie (gently) kicked Théo to get him to look, trusting Chris would. "Let's go say hi! No one's catching any snitches yet anyway."
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