She grins warmly in contrast to his dismissal, glad they're on the same page once again, even if they clearly have differing emotions regarding nostalgia.
She's nodding along with his improvised lesson, much the same as she's been telling the little bastards all along, and his direct question seems to pull her out a reverie. Her grin is a little too wicked for her audience, but she manages to reign it in enough to say, "Providing valuable, informative entertainment," before summoning a sealed chest of Quidditch paraphernalia from one of the sheds nearby.
There's no ceremony to opening it, but everything remains in its place, for now.
"Alright, you lot remember about all of these, yeah? Bludgers, Quaffle, and Snitch?" she scans the faces, majority of them nodding eagerly, a few more vocal about their understanding. "Think you're up for a match?" Even more vocal affirmations, though a couple look a bit worried.
"Professor Malfoy and I will captain, and play Seeker," she tells them. "And so there's no nonsense, we're mixing the houses, so don't get any ideas," she tells them, enjoying a little too much the air of scandal this announcement has declared. And not for any desire to prevent house rivalry, mostly it would just keep them a little more likely to pay attention and hopefully play just a little less dirty. It's a lost cause, but maybe it'll be entertaining in the end.
"I can't promise the Snitch will care about our time limit, so everyone mount up and follow me to the pitch." The Quidditch pitch where a lower, slightly more safety-conscious set of goals has been erected, just for practice such as this. The full-size exist if the danger proves to be a non-issue.
"You six," she points out four Slytherins and two Gryffindors, "Are with me. You lot," she motions to six more, four Gryffindors and two Slytherins. "With Professor Malfoy. And you," she motions to the remaining few. "Stand at the ready to swap in."
She rubs her hands together, balancing on her broom much as Draco is, clearly vibrating with the excitement of it all.
"Any questions?" she'll at least let them try to sort out what positions they'd like to play of the remaining, and then the game shall begin. With maybe only one Bludger in play to start.
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She's nodding along with his improvised lesson, much the same as she's been telling the little bastards all along, and his direct question seems to pull her out a reverie. Her grin is a little too wicked for her audience, but she manages to reign it in enough to say, "Providing valuable, informative entertainment," before summoning a sealed chest of Quidditch paraphernalia from one of the sheds nearby.
There's no ceremony to opening it, but everything remains in its place, for now.
"Alright, you lot remember about all of these, yeah? Bludgers, Quaffle, and Snitch?" she scans the faces, majority of them nodding eagerly, a few more vocal about their understanding. "Think you're up for a match?" Even more vocal affirmations, though a couple look a bit worried.
"Professor Malfoy and I will captain, and play Seeker," she tells them. "And so there's no nonsense, we're mixing the houses, so don't get any ideas," she tells them, enjoying a little too much the air of scandal this announcement has declared. And not for any desire to prevent house rivalry, mostly it would just keep them a little more likely to pay attention and hopefully play just a little less dirty. It's a lost cause, but maybe it'll be entertaining in the end.
"I can't promise the Snitch will care about our time limit, so everyone mount up and follow me to the pitch." The Quidditch pitch where a lower, slightly more safety-conscious set of goals has been erected, just for practice such as this. The full-size exist if the danger proves to be a non-issue.
"You six," she points out four Slytherins and two Gryffindors, "Are with me. You lot," she motions to six more, four Gryffindors and two Slytherins. "With Professor Malfoy. And you," she motions to the remaining few. "Stand at the ready to swap in."
She rubs her hands together, balancing on her broom much as Draco is, clearly vibrating with the excitement of it all.
"Any questions?" she'll at least let them try to sort out what positions they'd like to play of the remaining, and then the game shall begin. With maybe only one Bludger in play to start.