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Henry nodded happily. "Yeah. I made England's Under-17 team the summer before last." And he was really proud of that fact since it wasn't just a local team. He was representing the sporting wizarding youth of the country. But Quidditch was pretty much his life. "Nah, I'm a Chaser," he grinned, but not a bad guess. He supposed that'd be his second choice. "My sister plays for the Catapults," he added. Not trying to brag or anything, but he was proud of her too. "Do you play Quidditch? Are you a fan or anything?" He supposed most at least liked to watch, but he was always happy to find out someone else played, especially for a pick-up game or something.
"Oh.." Henry nodded again, this time in understanding. "I don't take Divination.." He heard sometimes it was really weird, but sometimes they did something cool, like shoot arrows. But he wasn't really sure that someone who didn't take the subject would be much help. "Oh, I can do the calculations just fine... but Professor Greyvson has been teaching with this new age method. Reminds me of when my mum was into yoga.." But before he could expand much on that, his attention was diverted by the appearance of "Santa."
Would it be wrong to hope that he had gotten another candygram? But this time it wasn't for him but for Mason. "Do you have a secret admirer?" Henry grinned. "Or a girlfriend?" But maybe neither as he didn't look all that happy about it. Maybe it wasn't his business as he didn't know the other boy very well, but he hoped it wasn't anything bad. Those candygrams were supposed to be fun. "Everything okay?"
Mason stared at him, his mouth even fell a bit open as he heard what Henry was saying. Was he in the presence of a future professional Quidditch player? Should....should he ask for an autograph? That if he did become famous later in life he could brag and show off the signature that was signed BEFORE stardom or...NO! He gasped silently as he thought all of this. He'd sell it for big money!
A small grin appeared on his face as his eyes glazed over for a second but he was back to reality when he mentioned he was a chaser.
"chaser, right" HIS SISTER FLIES FOR THE CATAPULTS!?!? Asdgfhsfkkjl new best friend?!
"oh...uh..." his face flushed red a bit because although he was a pretty decent flier, he wasn't as great as someone who flew for a national team
"I'm okay, flying i mean, but i don't have a broom anymore...it went to my nephew" he let out a small sigh.
When he sighed, he looked down at the candy gram letter in his hand and he wasn't surprised when Henry started asking questions. He thought for a moment but he was so confused by this letter that he needed a second opinion. And although the Healer had offered to help, it was less awkward to talk about this kind of stuff with someone around his own age than an adult.
"I don't know..." he answered truthfully.
"Ok so, do you know what it means that when a..uh..a ..ok don't laugh! I swear if you laugh ..." he threatened unconvincingly before he continued.
"what does it mean when a girl punches and breaks your nose and jinxes your fingers in to jelly and then later she sits next to you in class with a big smile and now she send a letter to me saying if i want to go to Hogsmeade with her, i mean...i don't get it?" girls were confusing and terrifying.