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Sneakeh Cat Reese kept her arms wrapped around her brother as she thought about a few things, but mostly she was thinking about how amazing it was that a third year could beat a sixth year. Pretty amazing, but she did have to think that Jake has been playing Quidditch longer than Jack. Jack has been playing for about 2 years and Jake has been playing for 3? Yes, she believed those were the right numbers. It didn't really matter, though. They both played a good game and there was also NO doubt that both her boys were born to play Quidditch.
When Jake pulled out of the hug, Reese let her arms fall back down to her side. "I'm not that good," she replied. "I only scored like - what? One time? And, then I got hit by that bloody bludger." Kaika was the one that hit the bludger towards her, right? "You and Jack are better at Quidditch than me," she stated the facts.
She looked back towards the Quidditch trophies, and then she remembered the other thing she wanted to talk to Jake about besides Hufflepuff winning Quidditch. "Jake," she spoke up. "There's something else I've been wanting to talk to you about." Reaching inside her pocket, she pulled out the folded piece of paper that her dad had sent her a week or so ago and then handed it to Jake.
"What do you have to say about that?"
Shrugging his shoulders, Jake turned away. Really, if she didn't want to admit it... but Jake knew of people who couldn't even ride on a broom without both hands on the stick... he knew people who couldn't even ride on a broom. Period.
Oh... she did know.
Craaaaaaaap.
Acting all innocent, Jake took the folded parchment from Reese and opened it up, taking his time in making out the words, which was made all the easier, since his dad's handwriting was quite neat.
Folding the letter up and handing it back, Jake didn't change his expression and he shrugged again. "It's tuuuuhhhh-tuh-truue."
Yes.
Yes it was.