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Teal was a big Quidditch fan, like most men were. And it really did take him WAY to long to realize... I mean, why was Ariel doing that?
Double take. Blue eyes widened a fraction. NIK VANNACUT.
He really was a superb chaser. Teal considered himself an adequate keeper back in his day, he wondered how he'd stack up against the young gun. He honestly had too much pride for an autograph. Teal was an important man himself for Merlin's sake, once controlled the Magical Creature Department at the Ministry. He put a hand on Ariel's shoulder,
"I'm afraid I don't either." Total lie, he had a notepad in his pocket. His hazy blue eyes scanned the pro Quidditch player before extending a hand. "Teal Andrus," he said professionally. That was just how Teal was, ALPHA MALE. No exceptions. Ariel was his territory.
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demented_death_eater "Ahh...now everything makes sense," Vindictus responded rather slowly. Time for him to try explain himself without making Nik uncomfortable. "See, I was being heavily recruited by Durmstrang to take over their Quidditch program back in 2060 but I turned them down. Twice."
He cleared his throat and changed the subject. "So you were here before I took the job and that means you must have been playing at the same time as my goddaughter." A slight turn of his head and he nodded towards an attractive brunette woman wearing a wine-colored strapless gown. She was moving slightly as she spoke to a blonde haired man and her movements caused the diamonds she was wearing to sparkle.
But before he could say anything else, Vindictus was shocked as Nik was suddenly being mobbed by some obvious fans.
"Now that is what I call outstanding Beater work, Willow! Well done!" Vindictus exclamied as he stepped away from Nik and focused on Willow. And that meant he had to explain himself to her regarding the woman he was pointing out to her date. "That woman is a former Ravenclaw captain like yourself and she's gone on to do quite well professionally. Her name is Kayleen Harrison."
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Oesed Willow's green eyes followed Professor Vindictus', and briefly stared at the woman he was speaking of. Oh, yes. Kayleen Harrison. "Montrose Magpies, yes? I've heard a lot about her." She'd played for another team at some point, too, had she not? Hard to... remember. After all, the only reading Willow actually deeply enjoyed was that of Quidditch, and as the Ravenclaw she was -still was, if anyone were to ask her- she'd devoured all the books that regard Quidditch that she'd managed to get her small hands on. "She is a chaser, correct?"
"Ah, yes," he shook the man's hand, while vaguely listening in on the conversation Vindictus was having with Willow, "As evidenced, no introductions are necessary from my part..."
Smirk.
There was a perverse satisfaction gained from watching other men get all huffy and possessive when he so much as looked at their girlfriends/wives/sisters/daughters/mothers etc. It was terribly unhealthy for his already bloated ego.
"Perhaps we could take a photograph instead?" he suggested, looking around for a camera, when he heard ---
He turned to the woman that Vindictus had pointed out earlier, since he had not bothered to look then, "Pardon me, did you say..." aaah, yes, there was that overly confident profile, "Kayleen Harrison."
It wasn't a question.