"Indeed. I have a younger brother and he also has a love for Quidditch." Mateo was already dreaming of making the Quidditch team of whatever house he ended up in. Perhaps one day, it would be young Mateo on a National Team. It was an idle dream that would not be able to be realized for years yet but even so, they flittered in the back of Estebans mind.

"Yes, I am. Puddlemere United," Esteban confirmed. "Have you read much into the teams of this country?" It would make sense for a coach to, he figured. To make strategies and the like.

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