My ears went red, "I dunno, my dad wasn't so great under pressure and all when he was Keeper, so I might ruin the team you know?" I smiled.
"No you wouldn't," Will smiled back.
I leaned in closer, "Will, I.." I started but never got to finish as I heard my father's voice.
"What was that noise?" he asked walking up the stairs.
"Bloody - Will, you've got to hide," I looked around and saw an open door in the closet, "In there!" I pointed and took his hand leading him to it, "Sorry about this," I appologized in advance and shut the closet door on him just as Ron opened the door to the spare bedroom.
"Dad," I smiled nervously.
"Kira? What is going on up here, what are you doing?" he said while looking around the room, but not up. And up was where he would find out everything, for he would see the window.
"Playing.. with a Quaffle," I sat back down on the bed. He raised an eyebrow at me.
"What?" I asked, he just shrugged and closed the door. I waited a second until I heard him walking back down and began to laugh, letting Will out of the closet.
"That was close," I grinned.