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sweetpinkpixie · 02-03-2023, 10:26 AM

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Originally Posted by Cassirin

"I feel like okay is one of those relative things, honestly," Sam tucked Becky closer and turned his attention to the brooms. He didn't need a broom. He didn't need a broom repair kit or wax or a new bat or anything that made a visit to the shop make sense. But it was sort of like facing a fear of heights by climbing a ladder - if he stood here in the middle of all the symbols of the thing he loved the most in the world and didn't bolt or start sweating or... Merlin, burst into tears, then he was probably a positive step forward.

Sam rested his cheek on the top of Becky's head, mostly to avoid looking at those big eyes of hers. The Moontrimmer was a gorgeous broom, honestly too elite and expensive to use for Quidditch, and he was going to memorize every splinter of the one on display. "For lack of a better word for it, though, let's say I'm okay."

Oh, right, he probably loved one thing in the world more than Quidditch, and she was hanging off his arm at the moment.

She didn't want to be tiptoeing on eggshells around him, mostly because she was not very good at tiptoeing and being subtle, but she also really did not want to do or say something that would cause him more strife. He had been through quite the ordeal and within the same decade that they all had survived a wizarding war. "That's fair," she smiled, her arms wrapping around his middle as he pulled her closer and rather enjoying his cheek on top of her head. It really was quite convenient for him that she was so petite, no?

"You ready to go inside?" Seeing him like a bird with its wings clipped was heart wrenching and he was SUCH a gifted flyer! She really did hope that he would try and get back into quidditch again...and just maybe being around all the supplies and memorabilia would help. Maybe they would even find a Samuel Gusey bobble head or jersey or sweatshirt inside - at least one of those she would be leaving with if so.

02-03-2023, 10:26 AM	#4 (permalink)
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