Ford's heartrate picked up, just a bit, at Fisk's response. He had never been interested in Quidditch before, and that extended to talking about it, but for some reason this conversation had him hooked. He honestly couldn't have said what it was. He'd seen Quidditch types practicing, at school, and hadn't given it a second thought, but the way Fisk talked about swinging the bat made Ford think maybe he wouldn't mind watching that. Or maybe even — what was the phrase he'd used? — taking a more active role.
"Shame you don't play anymore," Ford said, cheeks flushing slightly. "Sounds like a lot of fun."

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"Shame you don't play anymore," Ford said, cheeks flushing slightly. "Sounds like a lot of fun."

Set by Lady!