LEO || Entry Seven (FORWARD DATED TO SUNDAY EVENING)

[glaringprotego]

I'd like to thank my house for their support and Sal for not killing himself with his bat, truly dear, Beater? You were not up to that.

[Pasted here is a very silly photo of Dierdre holding the Snitch with her arm slung around Sal's shoulders, grinning and letting the Snitch fly from her fingertips just to catch it again. Sal appears to be slightly bloodied but happy for his wife, waving.]

I'd forgotten how thrilling Quidditch is. I should have been a Seeker instead of a Chaser when I was in school.

I wish the best to Professor Matteris. I trust Dolores will take the very best care of her until she can return to her classes.

Comments

[wwistful]

I can't say it brought me back many fond memories, but I'd never really endeared myself to losing.

I imagine she'll want me to tell you she's fine, but she's certainly seen better days.

[glaringprotego]

Well tell I wish her the best. I'll be by to see her soon.

Losing is never ideal but not everyone can win.

[wwistful]

I'll be sure to when she wakes up.

Obviously. There isn't any joy in winning if it isn't due to the fact that you've proven yourself better than someone else.

[glaringprotego]

Well of course but I wouldn't presume to say I'm any better than another. Luck is a high influence for Seekers.

[wwistful]

Fair point, though I think skill and speed play a large part.
I wasn't able to observe, obviously, but I'd heard you were rather spectacular.