Zinnia couldn’t help the giggle that escaped her; Daffy was right, as soon as Calla walked into the quidditch shop that would be all she her mind was focused on. It wasn’t like she could send her youngest sister in with a list of questions to ask and even if she did what was Calla supposed to do? Write his answers done? No, she’d have to do it herself; Zin just wanted to make sure that Mr. Grimstone was good enough for her sister, and she’d do the same with Mr. Honeyduke. (Although he seemed to be the easier of the two to access.)

Daffy wanted to play matchmaker and Dahlia seemed to board that train without hesitation. She blushed, broke a cookie in half and tossed it at her sisters before glancing at Thistle, silently asking her for help on this matter. “Well, I did meet someone a couple months ago. He’s very handsome, but neither of us have really gone out of our ways to reconnect.” She met a couple people, actually, and she wasn’t sure which she wanted to tell them about; neither, really. The conversation flowed to how the two gentlemen in question knew each other and Zin breathed a small sigh of relief.

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