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Old 05-15-2012, 01:13 PM   #378 (permalink)
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A Harriers fan, eh? This confused him, because he was pretty sure they were from Germany. Or Austria. But she was from Sweden... unless he was remembering this incorrectly. "A father-daughter sort of thing? That's cool." He wished his own father was as fond of the sport as he was. "Out of curiosity.. why the Harriers?" He left the game attendance bit alone in case she was sensitive to that for some reason.

Nothing to apologize for? Does that mean she WANTS me to do that? The possibility exhilarated him and terrified him at the same time. His gaze kept darting back to his own hand, but only for fleeting moments. She had sounded so nice about it, he couldn't help but wonder...

He was distracted by her next question. "ME?" he laughed. "Clearly you've never seen me play. But you will in tryouts!" He smiled at this thought. "Okay, so I'm actually not half bad, but I still don't know. There's just.. not much chance, I think." Sport was a tricky business. "Besides, I've always thought I would just work with my parents. We have a ranch with around 400 Abraxans that we breed. I've kind of had dreams to branch out a bit, maybe thestrals or something." Of course, that would be difficult for his parents, since they wouldn't be able to see them, whereas he could. "But, I dunno. Lately that just hasn't seemed..." He trailed off, throwing his hands up with a shrug, sighing, and collapsing onto his back in the soft grass.


Instant smile. Yes, it was more of a father-daughter thing, truth be told, "It is." VERY, especially since they were the only ones who even dared play. Well, her father during his school years, and so did Kate. Neither considered playing after school, because Kate was not considering it at all. And his question made total sense. Why Germany, right? She could support the Kites in Norway, and they were certainly closer IF distance actually mattered. "Have you seen them play?" and while they didn't hold as many titles as the Magpies, they were brilliant. "My father liked them since he was a little boy, but he lived in Germany a long time ago," yes, that piece of information is important, "It was the first team I ever saw play, and they won that day too. Love at first sight, I guess."

It was oddly strange how love could relate to Quidditch oh-so-easily, no?

For the first time, Kate was entirely oblivious to his reaction. She didn't notice how often he glanced to his hand, mainly because she was busy with the surroundings again.

Sigh. There he goes again. See, there was a reason for why he was chosen as Captain. He couldn't be a terrible player, you know. Kate still smiled, but only when he said 'not half bad'. Keefer was probably right about that, though. There didn't seem to be enough Quidditch teams in the world, and you really had to be the best of the best to become part of one. "Yeah, that's true," but if that's all you could see yourself doing, then she saw no problem at all in pursuing the career.

Wait. Abraxans? "Really? That's amazing!" A creature that could fly wasn't as predictable as a broom, but it was still pretty awesome. "Though, I like Granians a little better," they were faster, and smaller. But he'd mentioned Thestrals..., "But...shouldn't you be able to see them...?" she didn't complete her sentence, her eyes held a curious look. He wouldn't have thought of branching out if he couldn't see them, right? And in order to see Thestrals...

...she didn't like the end of that.

"Like something you feel like doing now? So, your dream has changed." Clearly, no? What was it, then? More studies?
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