He hoped it wasn’t, he might get some play at the world cup, that would do him rightly, but being part of a winning team would be better than making it onto a losing one. As far as he was concerned, when it came to the national squad -a rising tide would life all boats. After all, he had maybe another 3 or 4 years left in professional quidditch before he got too old, or just too unskilled to be able to continue – and being part of a world cup winning national team would be a nice feather in his proverbial cap.
’Might be quicker than a bludger’ he coughed out when he had cleared his throat, procuring a drink from a passing waiter to wash it away. He downed the glass of champagne in a single hit. ’The Harpies seem pretty unstoppable this season? Do you fancy you chances? Hogsmeade have good form this far.’
’Might be quicker than a bludger’ he coughed out when he had cleared his throat, procuring a drink from a passing waiter to wash it away. He downed the glass of champagne in a single hit. ’The Harpies seem pretty unstoppable this season? Do you fancy you chances? Hogsmeade have good form this far.’