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Originally Posted by DuckyLinJi 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. Henry could literally talk about Quidditch all day. It was probably one of his favorite subjects ever. So he didn't really notice Mason staring at him the way he was, he just continued talking. "I've probably been playing Quidditch my whole life really, Quidditch camps and recreational teams before I made the national team. It's just too bad there's no Quidditch here anymore. Pick up games are fun of course, but it's not like a real competition." Of course, he did the best he could with what he had here. He stayed active, did plenty of training on his own or with a friend or two, pick up games when there were enough people that wanted to play. And he did have plenty of fun with all of that. "Oh, I was just wondering if you'd want to join one of our games sometime," he shrugged lightly, explaining partially why he asked. Of course he could borrow a school broom if he really wanted too, but if he didn't want to play, that was cool too. Henry didn't want to make anyone feel uncomfortable. He often just gauged people's interest. "You're an uncle too? That's cool. I have two nieces." He didn't know too many people his age who were uncles and aunts, so he was always interested when he discovered someone was. It kind of sucked that he lost his broom to his nephew though. He couldn't imagine having to give up his.
Henry watched Mason carefully as he started to explain about the candy gram. Or at least he thought that's what he was doing. "Oh, I wouldn't laugh! I promise." He was good at listening to problems, or at least he thought, and he wouldn't try to make anyone feel bad about it. But it did make him curious. As the other boy spoke, his expression went from curious to somewhat shocked to thoughtful. He wanted to say this girl sounded a little psycho, but he was not one to judge and it would probably sound a bit mean. "Why did she punch you? Did you two get into a fight or something?" Not that he was a big proponent of violence, even if he was trained in MMA. "Well, I'm not sure... maybe that's her way of apologizing?" It was weird though and he could completely understand his hesitation. But he didn't have any personal experience with a girl punching him, luckily enough.
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