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Flamsteed and the tie and hairflips from the Headmistress. That was going to be memorable, wasn't it?
But then again, this whole match was going to be memorable. After all, how often was it that the staff of Hogwarts played against the students? And how often was it to see Hadley playing? Because... didn't she say that she didn't play Quidditch? Or did she? Either way, Alec sort of wanted to cheer for her too but... students. Girlfriend. Friends. Teammates. Priorities, you know.
And speaking of girlfriend... LOOK AT THAT BLUDGER HIT. GRIN GRIN GRIN. He knew she was going to be brilliant today! And he was not going to let her forget about this! He was also not too busy staring watching her fly around whilst cheering to notice anything else that was going on. Nope. Sorry, SUPER PROUD BOYFRIEND MOMENT.
... That was... until his ice cream bowl was SNATCHED OUT OF HIS HANDS. Blinking, he turned his head to face Hulk and gulped. "Well... yeah!" he said, nodding, "But ice cream helps to calm the nerves..." He gave her a sheepish look and bit down on his tongue. That wasn't too much of a lie. Not really. It did help him to calm down the nerves and forget about the fact that they were playing afterwards...
GULP.
OH HEY SNITCH!
Thankful for the distraction, he watched the Seekers and the Snitch in progress carefully. Come on, Dylan, come oooooooon! ... AND HE GOT IT! GRIN. Clap clap, cheer cheer, cla-
WOAH. HOLD THE SNITCH. (Heh!)
Was that ice cream on the floor? The ice cream he had brought along?! "... Did you just waste ice cream?" And he wasn't angry... more... upset. Because ice cream. It was a waste to see it all over the floor and on his shoes and jeans. Though, thankfully, none had gone into his hair. The idea of having sticky ice cream all over his hair... BLINK.
... First Hulk and now Astrid. Girls were scary. "I... well... it's great to see you too!" BLINK. "And I'm playing in the second half so... I thought I'd come to watch for now." Because there was no way he was going to miss seeing a Quidditch match. "Yeah? So the Beauxbatons lady knows you're here?" he asked, grinning at the girl.
... OH AND WADE. CURLY HAIR DUDE. WE'RE PROUD OF YOU TOO, MATE.
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