'Either would be good fun' Vera affirmed. In her opinion at least only the best families had some sort of quidditch involvement. The ones who were the most influential and fun anyway, and Mister Foxwood was revealing himself to be a most interesting and fun companion. Perhaps further time in his company might not be the trial that her mothers impromptu meddling was not entirely bothersome.

'You would absolutely be welcome in the royal circle with us, the Prewetts, Fawleys, Malfoys, Devines and a few others are invited as well, you won't be able to avoid them if you take on a team to sponser - and if you can't stand them for a small amount of time, comprised mostly of cheering, then you'll have no luck with them in the long term.' she laughed, giving a broad smile, the invitation was genuine.

'I've no particular allegiance' she admitted, 'I just enjoy the society, the comradery, and the sport for the sports sake.' She enthused, 'Quidditch is a microcosm of the entire ton, but without the stakes - a team might lose, but no one is ruined, the next week we do it all again.' Vera explained with a fond smile, it was odd to actually express why she enjoyed Quidditch, there was more to it of course, seeing the queerest people rise above their stations and surprise all through some act of national heroism was a stirring thing indeed, but that answer felt more socialist than an upperclass debutant was really permitted to be and she kept it to herself.

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