13. Quidditch
“Gryffindor
will win. I’ll snatch the snitch right out from under your darling’s nose,” James taunted.
Albus’ face grew hot, though his voice stayed cool. “Scorpius will catch the snitch before you even see it.”
Teddy rose a brow, waiting for the explosion. The red-and-green decked room glowing from the Potter’s fireplace now seemed like an omen.
“Ha! I could out-fly him with my eyes closed!”
Albus smirked. “Then how about without these?” Albus grabbed Jame’s glasses off of his face and fled before Teddy laughed loudly, snatching the glasses back.
Quidditch with the Potters was always World War III.