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The strain in the fourth year's voice was audible. Something detrimental had obviously gotten in the way of her attending try outs for the Ravenclaw team, but he was not one to push for answers. She hadn't done the same with Amadeus, so he would return the favor. The move from her own problems to the upcoming game wiped his mind clear of anything else but the stresses of quidditch. "As ready as I'll ever be," Avoiding her gaze, Amadeus's blue eyes stared intently at the burning embers in the fireplace, watching them slowly sizzle into ash and nothingness. "It's the first time we've gone to the finals in years. I just don't want to let anyone down, especially since I won't have another chance at it." Noticing that he was beginning to chew on his lower lip, Deus forced himself to stop. That wasn't appropriate behavior. It had simply been a subconscious response to the thought that after Hogwarts, there would be no more quidditch. Simply accounts, finances, types of bark and cores, negotiations, and the like.
It pleased him that she agreed with his ideas. Too many people at Hogwarts had their heads filled with fanciful dreams of becoming the next Celestina Warbeck. But of course, that chance was slim to none. Ellie had the right idea and seemed to be the perfect combination of a lovely aesthetic and mental capacity; or rather, beauty and brains. "Good luck with whatever you choose to do," He met her gaze, a rather morose expression on his face, "It's tough out in the real wizarding world, outside of classes and schooling in general." A quick moment of silence passed before a small smile crept onto his lips. "Promise me that I won't see you at the Ministry in ten years or so when I go to take care of official business?" The silliness of his proposal was ridiculously stupid, but it hadn't stopped him from uttering the inquiry. Picturing her in professional clothes was hard enough without imagining her in the type of stuffy office work that she disliked.
A look of relief briefly flashed across Ellie's face when Amadeus didn't press the matter of the "stuff" that got in the way of quidditch tryouts. She was having a good day and didn't want to ruin it that night. Looking back up at him, she noticed him staring at the fire as he spoke about the final quidditch game against Hufflepuff. Something about his tone told her that he was sort of emotional about it. It was the championship game so he, and everyone else, should be excited about it. But also, it was the last game of the year, and Amadeus' last game at Hogwarts.
"Bittersweet?" Ellie commented. But still, as he chewed his lip, Ellie could tell there was something else bothering him. Although she didn't know if it was the tensity of the championship coming up or something, she still reached over and lightly poked him in the shoulder.
"It'll be alright. You guys are going to kick butt, I know it." She said with a wink, trying to put a smile on his face. Ravenclaw had made it this far, they were definitely going to win.
Ellie smiled when he wished her luck with his future.
"Thanks, Amadeus... And same to you, carrying on the family business." She told him with a smile. Ellie wasn't sure whether he wanted to work in the family business or not, but deserved luck too, right?
"It really is tough out there... And it's a huge difference from what we experience at Hogwarts. Adults are scary." Ellie snorted. They were all so high-intensity, working all the time. Ellie raised an eyebrow when she saw a smile crawl onto his face. She laughed a little and shook her head.
"Don't you worry, you will never, ever see my in the Ministry. Unless by some weird happenstance I have to go to court, I'll never go in there." She told him with a laugh. A business suit was definitely a no go for Ellie.