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Perking up a little as Ema approached him, Jake hurriedly tried to cover the pout. "Yeah," he agreed, fighting the urge to laugh at the girl's... explanation? Description? Yes. That. "It's awesome," he murmured, grinning at the shininess once more.
"Thanks," he grinned, still furious with himself about letting the first snitch get away from him. "You guys were awesome too, ya know..." Jake added, determined not to take all the credit. Quidditch was a team sport, right? Yes! They ALL won! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
"Why are the Ravenclaw's so angry at me?" Jake then asked Ema, his voice dropping to a whisper as he glanced round at the blue-clad supporters and players. "It's... kind of scary."
"It is." Ema agreed, before breaking her gaze away from the beee-ooo-tee-fawl cup.
"Oh, thanks..." she shrugged, smiling. Ooh yes, quite a wonderful day. Nothing could quite ruin it. Though it seemed a lot was going on she was oblivious to, but she purposely paid no mind to it. Better to turn a blind eye to this stuff then to get mixed up with it.
Ema knelt down a little further to hear what Jake said next. It was barely audible with all the noise in the tent but she was able to hear enough.
"Cause you rock?" It wasn't meant to be a question, but maybe a reasonable explanation.
"They're just sour. They had it last year, remember? They got us good. And now we're victorious, but we're still the same team a term later. They're probably just furious that they couldn't do it again." she shrugged for the second time, her voice now in a whisper as well. She hadn't received any hostile words or jests...but then again, she had kept to herself...and she hadn't caught all those snitches.