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One thing Derf had going for him was that he was enthusiastic. One thing he did not have going for him was efficiency. Because it would have made sense that he bring his quidditch bag and broom down with him when he had arrived earlier that morning to help Bel set up for tryouts today, but alas...he had not. And instead he had helped with set up, had a good chat with their new Captain, and then bolted back to the common room when he realized it was almost time for tryouts and he was still in his standard robes sans broom.
Well, perhaps one could look at this as a different kind of efficiency? This way he had gotten his blood pumping and limbs a little limber with a good hearted sprint to and from the castle. Though he had hardly worked up a sweat from it, but that was to come.
Arriving at the pitch, changed into his quidditch gear and broom in hand, he ruffled his hair while offering Bel a bit of a sheepish grin because, well, fancy meeting you here. Again? Ha. Right.
Since he had missed initial instructions, though one glance around informed him of the obvious, the fifth year rested his broom gingerly on the ground and began stretching his arms and shoulders. Which, shockingly, were considerably bulkier than last term.
"Talk about an ACE turnout!" Derf couldn't help the grin that crossed his features as he glanced to his right and found himself standing beside Daisy and her NEW broom - that he had helped her pick out over the summer. "Hey. Glad to see you out here," he greeted her, sincerity oozing in his tone and from his eyes.
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