 Henry Whittebrook, Kenmare Kestrels Chaser Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent
It was great to be back at Hogwarts for a Quidditch pep rally, now that the sport was officially reinstated at the school. Sure, he wished that he could have played in that capacity when he was a student here, but Henry was excited for all the kids that had the opportunity now. And when Mr. B asked if he could make an appearance, he made sure to take a little time out of his busy schedule after he spoke to his publicist.
And the crowd was great. Henry hung back a moment while Mrs. Culloden and Darcy introduced themselves, but his eyes were drawn to all the Hufflepuffs watching and cheering, and he couldn't help the grin on his face because of them. And he kept that cheerful grin when it was his turn to address the crowd.
"Hello, everyone!" he greeted students and staff alike with a wave. "I'm sure most of you know me since it wasn't that long ago that I was a student here, too." Or if they followed Quidditch at all, they were sure to know him that way. "I'm Henry Whittebrook, of course - former Hufflepuff and Head Boy, and current chaser for the Kenmare Kestrels." He paused a moment to let the chants of Hufflepuff die down a little. "I'm very excited to be here with you all today and to see Quidditch make its comeback to Hogwarts! It's great to see all that badger pride and spirit Hufflepuff is famous for... GO HUFFLEPUFF!!" It was okay that he was biased, right? He was excited for all of them, really, but he loved his former house best of all.
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ended like a moth in flames______________________
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