Thomas nodded at the mans words. Why did he always seem to meet those who didn’t place value in their talents? Without stopping – or turning to face Jameshill – Thomas spoke, “See, I don’t think that’s entirely true, Jameshill. I reckon you’re great. You got past your trainin’ and stuff so I reckon you’re a great auror. Better at it than me, I ‘ave no chance.”
Thomas shrugged and continued to walk for a bit, not entirely sure on the direction they were going. Nodding at Jameshill’s question, Thomas smiled a little. He was proud to be a quidditch player – and a good one at that – and he had no qualms on talking about his love of the sport.
“Chaser for Puddlemere, yeah. You watch it?”
Thomas shrugged and continued to walk for a bit, not entirely sure on the direction they were going. Nodding at Jameshill’s question, Thomas smiled a little. He was proud to be a quidditch player – and a good one at that – and he had no qualms on talking about his love of the sport.
“Chaser for Puddlemere, yeah. You watch it?”