Text Cut: Treyen
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Originally Posted by
Lockhartian
AND THEN...
...Keefer.
You know, Treyen would rather be left alone in the dormitory, especially if they were going to talk about what happened. At least Alec's approach had been about gummy bears. Keefer just went straight to the point...and woke up Rufus...who was sneaking into the bag of gummy bears and taking red-colored ones.
He sighed, and leaned against the back of the chair he chose to sit on, "I know he's wrong about the whole 'sabotage' thing, she wouldn't anything get between her and Quidditch...but...I could've caught her, I came pretty close to do so." The smile was completely erased from his face. Alec could probably learn a few things about this conversation, by the way, for when he grows up and deals with girls, "I keep telling how I only want her away from any harm...but...I...didn't do anything to help her." So, he failed her. Even after the game was over, he didn't come to aid her. Of course, his reaction was delayed thanks to Alec and the snitch, but still. And he just left. He didn't even check on her or anything. He just...left.
Momentarily distracted by the foraging monkey, Keefer returned his attention to his teammate.
Good, at least he doesn't believe the sabotage bit. But the other part... it was as he suspected, then.
He clapped his hand on the seventh year's shoulder. "
Look, man. I'm not exactly a girl expert or anything." A valid point, given his lack of female companion. "
But if you care about her as much as you say you do, she can probably tell." Mostly because it was so obvious how smitten Treyen was with the redheaded Captain. Not Keefer. The
other redheaded Captain. "
And she's smart enough to know that you can't always protect her from everything, too. As long as you're trying, that's enough, I think."
And now came the part he wasn't sure about. The advice. "
Look. If you feel bad that you weren't there for her, then there's an easy solution. Go back and be there for her!" She may even still be on the pitch. Or in the hospital wing with that little Indiana girl who was crying. "
Apologise and ask her if she's ok." And it probably couldn't hurt to conjure up some flowers, either.