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PercySonOfPoseidon 
"I didn't give up" he glared over at Rose, "you do that" he said, he took off his jacket, folded it up into what ended up looking like a messy ball of blue and placed it under his head as he lay down, taking up both of the seats. It wasn't a great fit, he was extremely squished. "I think I prefer my own bed" he said.
"Yeah there's Irish, Bulgaria are still better, I've watched them play" he said, returning to the Quidditch talk. "What team?" he asked, she couldn't have meant Hogwarts. "I play it all the time" he said, whenever he was at home, the yard was always big enough for Quidditch, except most of the time he had to play alone when his friends weren't around, his dad was always busy.
Rose laughed. 'You so did give up!' Rose laughed as he glared. He totally did. He just can't get it!
'Someone told me Ireland one the Quidditch World Cup against them though...' Rose smirked. 'Gryffindor? At Hogwarts? Remember?' Rose said raising her eyebrows. 'I only play it in practice and in Hogwarts, we live surrounded by Muggles for me to play PROPERLY...' Rose told him.