She tamped down her smile at the two of them interacting, amused by their antics and the obvious fondness they had for one another, though for the first time wondering how they had come to be together. She had called him Gideon and nothing fatherly, obviously; perhaps an uncle, or some other relative? Or - something else entirely. She had no idea. He had said guardian, that was all. And what had he said about the story behind it, in his letter? ‘Long and convoluted’, apparently. They were an interesting pair.
Her grin stretched a bit wider again at the best team - well, they would see later this summer if that was completely true, but she could hope! - and turned to the topic of broom races with as much enthusiasm as them both. Well, she wasn’t sure anyone could quite match Billie’s enthusiasm. (She may as well sign her up for the Harpies second-string now!)
“As long as broom racing exists, there’ll be broom racing for women,” Gus countered easily, and she might as well have said ‘as long as brooms exist’. Besides a short unfortunate stint at the school, quidditch had been ahead of the rest of the world in that aspect - although in some ways it fell short, and she would hardly go so far as to say women were considered equals in the sport. But they were in the sport, and that was good enough for her. “Mostly fast, but there is one annual broom race in Sweden where they make everyone fly through a dragon reservation,” she told Billie, with a wide-eyed look. “Apparently,” she added, because as it stood she had never been to Sweden herself, let alone competed.
If this was what Mr. Ollivander had wanted her to do today, it was much easier to be a good role model than she’d expected. “You’ll definitely have to make sure there’s an annual Hogwarts Broom Race in flying club when you get there,” Gus affirmed cheerily, determined to be an influence in that regard, no matter if it were good or bad. Trying a little harder for good now, however, she asked: “What else are you looking forward to at Hogwarts?”
Her grin stretched a bit wider again at the best team - well, they would see later this summer if that was completely true, but she could hope! - and turned to the topic of broom races with as much enthusiasm as them both. Well, she wasn’t sure anyone could quite match Billie’s enthusiasm. (She may as well sign her up for the Harpies second-string now!)
“As long as broom racing exists, there’ll be broom racing for women,” Gus countered easily, and she might as well have said ‘as long as brooms exist’. Besides a short unfortunate stint at the school, quidditch had been ahead of the rest of the world in that aspect - although in some ways it fell short, and she would hardly go so far as to say women were considered equals in the sport. But they were in the sport, and that was good enough for her. “Mostly fast, but there is one annual broom race in Sweden where they make everyone fly through a dragon reservation,” she told Billie, with a wide-eyed look. “Apparently,” she added, because as it stood she had never been to Sweden herself, let alone competed.
If this was what Mr. Ollivander had wanted her to do today, it was much easier to be a good role model than she’d expected. “You’ll definitely have to make sure there’s an annual Hogwarts Broom Race in flying club when you get there,” Gus affirmed cheerily, determined to be an influence in that regard, no matter if it were good or bad. Trying a little harder for good now, however, she asked: “What else are you looking forward to at Hogwarts?”
gorgeous set by Lady!