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Slytherin Sixth Year
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Leigh Upstead
Hufflepuff Fifth Year  x11
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Originally Posted by TakemetotheBurrow  Ella grinned, nodding her head. "Yup, that's the spirit." Not that she really expected Max to get up and moonwalk or anything, though that would have been absolutely brilliant. Seriously.
Nod. "Really...and yeah, he is." Grin. So Max approved? This was good, very good. Not that Ella needed anyone's approval, it's just that she looked up to Max and didn't want him to like...hate Harvey or anything. The third year blushed a little when the older Claw went on to say that if Harvey hurt her, he'd be having a word with him. "Thanks Max but I um...well I hope that you don't have to do that." Because if Harvey ever did break her heart, the guy was going to have a heck of a time getting away with it, especially while Edric and Max were in Ella's life.
"Yesitwill!" BEAM. Could Max tell that Ella was excited about Quidditch? Maybe even a little too excited, if that was even possible. It's just that next to ice cream, Quidditch was Ella's favorite thing ever. EVER. The small badger rolled her eyes at the boy's next comment, a small smile on her face. "Maxxxxx!" Groan. "I'd never do that...on purpose." Heh. But seriously, she would never want to hurt Max. That would be awful. Like going an entire day without gummy worms awful. MEEP.
Wow! Ellie was like...a real-life Quidditch star now! BEAM. That was quite exciting! "Have you gone to see her play? Does she like it? Does she get along with her teammates?" SO MANY QUESTIONS. Ella was curious, though. "...IhopeIcanbethatgoodsomeday." She added quietly, as an afterthought. Seriously. Because playing professional Quidditch would be the absolute best.
Ella just kind of grinned at Max as he seemed to avoid eye contact with her. HEHEHE. He TOTALLY did like Emmaleigh! That was brilliant! AND she was a Hufflepuff, which Ella saw as a bonus of sorts. Now Ells would have to meet this girl and do a bit of digging, make sure she was good enough for Max. Though if she was a puff, she was probably super awesome! Yeah...yeah, she must be!
Blink.Blink. Did Max just put himself down? Ohhhhh no. Not on Ella's watch! The third year stood up, looking a bit irritated. She clasped her hands in front of her and began pacing back and forth in front of Max, wondering how to say what she knew she needed to say right now. Homeboy was in need of a serious pep talk.
"Max...-imus..." EEP! Ella had never used his full name before. That was...different. But it sounded serious, yeah? That was what she wanted. "Don't put yourself down like that, okay?" Cause he was MAX THE GREAT! He was awesome! "Of course Emmaleigh would like you! You're brilliant...and really nice...and smart! Really smart!" He was a Ravenclaw, after all. "Plus you always know what to say to encourage people and erm...lots of people look up to you, I'm sure." Because Ella did, look up to him. "And she'd be completely daft not to see how wonderful you are!" And with that she stopped pacing and stood in front of the older boy, hands on her hips.
"And now you get a hug." And a smile, cause he deserved one of those too. Ella was sweet, wasn't she? Max was glad she had let one of the nicer, wiser boys into her life rather than some of those... hooligans he saw running around the grounds every day. No, Harvey should be good for her. But that didn't mean Max wasn't going to worry about Ella. Even the kindest of boys could surely break hearts. "I hope I don't either - but I will if I have to. No one can hurt you on my watch, okay?" He smiled softly, suddenly wondering why he never had the opportunity to be a big brother.
He would've been a good one.
Boy, she sure was excited about Quidditch, wasn't she? She was like a... bubbly, extroverted version of Ellie. Her enthusiasm was contagious; a matching smile on Max's face followed Ella's, and he laughed, shrugging innocently. "Hey, it had to be said - for all I know, you might have secret intentions to come after me and allow your chasers to have some chance at scoring," he teased, gently nudging her side with his elbow.
And then she had a surge of questions, and Max raised his eyebrows, trying to remember them all at once. "Well, no - not quite. I've been here, y'know," he chuckled. "I can't exactly sneak off to go see her. But I'm not too worried about it - once I graduate, I anticipate going to see her then. And yeah, she's in love with it. I think she said practices are... eight hours long? Every day? And while I think that's unbearable, she couldn't be happier. I think she would've wanted practices to be that long here, if Professor Vindictus had allowed it."
He adjusted his position, leaning back and resting his palms behind him on the seat of the bench. "I'm not sure about her teammates - I haven't asked about that, but... I assume, since she seems absolutely psyched about everything, that they're good, too." His face softened at Ella's final comment on the matter. "I'm sure you can be. Perseverance, a love of the game, and a good attitude can get you there. You seem to have all those traits already, so... just keep the goal in sight." That was one of Max's more lame inspirational speeches, but... it would suffice for the time being. Ella was still young; she had a long way to go. She didn't need to worry about not reaching her big dreams just yet.
With his eyebrows raised once more, Max watched with interest as Ella seemed to have a weird, silent combination of a breakdown and a tantrum. When she spoke, his eyes lowered to the ground. He was caught between feeling extremely embarrassed and ashamed with himself and wanting to chuckle at little Ella's kind pep talk. He settled on sort of a half-embarrassed, half-smiling expression, and he refused to make eye contact even after she was finished. The fact of the matter was that Ella was very sweet and Max knew he was fairly well-liked by all, but... by a girl? In the romantic sense of the word 'like'? That was unheard of. He was ALWAYS the good, reliable best friend/big brother figure. Girls weren't interested in him that way.
So while Ella's words were very nice and he appreciated them, they kind of... went in one ear and out the other, though they did make his cheeks and ears turn red. "Thanks, Ella. That means a lot." Of course he wasn't going to express his doubts on the matter. Max wasn't going to bring Ella down with him. She didn't need that.
When she offered a hug, he smiled, finally looking up at her. He rose to his feet, pulled Ella to him, and gave her a nice, tight embrace. "Thank you," he said again. What a good kid.
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