“And I won’t tell you I tried to convince my twin sister to take flying as me and her, and then she ratted me out to the professor.” June shrugged. Ophelia hadn’t been amused and June had been forced to take the wretched class, and managed to pass by the skin of her teeth. “Although impressive, Longbottom. I’m glad someone has the gall to play it. What position?” She tapped her finger against her lower lip. “Chaser?” He seemed like he’d be good at it. The only thing she couldn’t picture him as was a seeker. She nodded as he explained how he knew Olixander, and it sounded right — most of her friends knew of him, and had Mr. Longbottom not confirmed he at least saw him, June might start to think he was a figment of her imagination.

“Well, let’s see if I can trip you, metaphorically of course.” June tossed another look over her shoulder before she turned back toward him with a small smile on her face. She always enjoyed a good conversation, especially when it came to making people eat their words. (Not that she wanted nor expected Mr. Longbottom to do that.) She held her hand out to him. "Let me be the judge of that. Although I would say I’m a pretty decent dancer too, so you have your work cut out for you already.” Juniper had gotten a lot of practice over the season, and she hadn’t stepped on anyone once — that was impressive to her.

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