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Hogwarts RPG Name: Amelia "Mia" Adair Slytherin Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Leigh Upstead Hufflepuff Fifth Year x11
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Originally Posted by Yourenodaisy She couldn't help but smirk at the thought of Max almost being a hatstall, and how he had been part of the reason why it had taken her so long to be called for sorting. She had been so nervous over the idea that she wasn't magical enough that she hadn't paid attention to the others actually being sorted before her. Emmaleigh found herself frowning though as the boy continued to talk. Sure she had asked him why he had chosen Ravenclaw, but they way he was explaining it to her, well it almost sounded like he was trying to justify his decision or something. “Max, is everything alright?” she asked looking over at him. “I just, It sounds kind of like you are trying to defend your decision.”
As Max commented further on the whole marriage thing, she smiled. “That’s good. I'd think it be a pretty poor marriage, and a pretty sad life to be married to someone that didn't enjoy helping me with things or enjoy the same stuff I do.” “New Zealand.” she said smiling to herself. “Yeah, it will make for some amazing walks. Heard they get lots of snow too.” When the boy said he didn't want to go anywhere with out her as well, she couldn't help but snuggle up against him. The idea of only being able to see Max during school breaks sounded horrible, and she was glad he seemed to feel the same way.
Em shrugged at Max's instance that Quidditch wasn't a realistic goal. “You never know until you try. Have you, talked to anyone about it? Your mom, Vindictus? Ellie?” she asked. When he added that it would be too much attention, she looked up at him. “Just think long and hard about it before writing it off completely. I don't want you to be wondering years from now what might have been.” She wanted him to be sure. She would support him, no matter his decision, but she would be really glad if he didn't pursue the sport. It was nerve racking enough to day, worrying about him getting hurt and worrying about the outcome of the game. It'd just be a simpler life without the sport. "Yeah," Max replied softly. He gave Em a small smile. "I just... don't... want you to be upset that I choose Ravenclaw and... and I don't want my reasonings to sound stupid, or..." He rubbed a hand on the back of his head, trying to keep his emotions out of the words he was saying. "I just feel bad, 'cause... we could've..." He looked down at his lap with furrowed eyebrows, clearly distressed. "I wish we'd been friends before. I wish... it hadn't taken us this long to find each other, and maybe if I had just let the Hat do what it wanted..." he trailed off with no intention of finishing his statement.
It 'WILL' make for some amazing walks, she said? So... that was it? They were going to university in New Zealand? Whether she had intended to say it like that or not, Max smiled and held Em close to him. "Sounds wonderful."
The topic of professional Quidditch was beginning to make him uncomfortable. Why was Em pushing the idea so much? Did she WANT him to be a professional Quidditch player? He glanced at her for a moment before looking back at his knees and replied, "Erm, I don't know what Ellie would think about it... I'm torn between thinking she'd be happy for me and look forward to playing with or against me... or bring up those times I came to Quidditch practice half asleep..." So no, he hadn't talked to her about that. "I've never mentioned it to Professor V - I think he'd laugh, for some reason." Even though Max idolized his Head of House, he always felt like he was letting him down. "Mum and I have talked about it in passing. She supports it, but she always stresses on the less glamorous aspects of it - but she loves the sport so much that all that kind of stuff is outweighed by the fun she has." Did he REALLY love playing Quidditch as much as she did? Or Ellie did? He wasn't sure.
Would he really spend his future regretting it? He didn't think so. Deep down in a place Max rarely ventured, he felt that his children needed to have their father around.
He wasn't going to be absent for the majority of the year, every year, like his mother had been.
"I'll keep it in mind."
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