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Dominique easily snatched the quaffle from the air. “Oh, it’s a lot of fun. We mostly prank each other.” They knew better than to pull one on their parents. Once in a while her dad would find it funny but it wasn’t a sure thing sometimes. “I mean our parents are pretty scary. Don’t be fooled by what the books say, they can all be intense and scary.” There was a reason her grandmum was able to take down Bellatrix Lestrange, Uncle Harry Voldermort, and the rest of the dark wizards. “If you ever want a crazy quidditch game, I’ll have to invite you over. It’s total madness and total riot.”

Helios laughed and nodded. “Oh I can believe that. I guess they couldn’t save the wizarding world and all that without a little bit of spine,” he said. His wizard dad had told him all about what had happened during the war and sometimes it still felt a little fantastical to think about but he supposed it really had all happened. “Oh please do, I’m always down for a crazy game of Quidditch and your family are all so good at it, it’d be fun.”

“Perhaps they just need to be reminded of that or you know,” she shrugged, “They’re just jealous.” Dominique was sure that was a small percent of the population. Mostly, she just wanted to play quidditch. “You can start by tossing that back to me and showing me just how good your arm is.” Dominique was a seeker but she was alright as a chaser too simply because in a family of quidditch players, she often had to play a little bit of every position in impromptu games back at home.

Dominique had to laugh. “Yeah, we’re pretty much taking over.” Typically she loved it but there were times when she wanted her alone time. “Oh, we always have fun. I mean, my uncle owns a joke shop and there is a bunch of us…” Magic, a bunch of kids, and outnumbering the parents, they always had fun and more than a little trouble. “Then lets get you some fun before you fall over from boredom.”

Helios raised an eyebrow and ran a few steps back from her, grinning. He loved a good scrimmage and he loved a challenge. “It’s excellent, thank you,” he snarked, before he lobbed the quaffle back at her expertly, watching as it arced perfectly in her direction. 

As they tossed the quaffle back and forth he nodded along to her words. “A joke shop, huh? That does sound like a lot of fun. Do you guys prank your parents a lot then? I can only imagine the havoc. It sounds delightful.”

“I should hope you do,” Dominique told him with a laugh. “Otherwise people will start wondering how you got on the team in the first place.” Certainly a little bit of friendly rivalry between teams was okay, and besides, they were all part of a bigger Quidditch family in the end. “Oh, I hope so! I’m dying to play again.” Playing at school was certainly more intense than friendly games back at the Burrow, but she loved it.

Dominique shot him a smile as she watched the people stream by and caught bits of their conversations. “It was fun. You know, it’s always crazy with such a large family, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything. It was nice to see mum and dad too.” She did miss her family while she was away and her cousins that weren’t at school with them. “Think they got any crazy fun waiting for us?” She still wasn’t sure what she expected from classes at this school.

“I earned my spot fair and square and they all know it,” he said, grinning broadly. The intense love for quidditch in the wizarding world never failed to liven him up. It was almost as intense as how Canada would get during hockey season. It was nice seeing other people get as boisterous about sports as Helios always was. He glanced around, trying to see if he could find any people that also wanted to set up a game.

“Yeah I swear half the people in this school are Weasleys or Granger-Weasleys or Potters who are technically now also Weasleys if the books I’ve read are right,” he joked. “Did you do anything fun with ‘em or did you all just hang out and relax?” He shrugged, shaking his head. “I dunno. I’d like to hope so. I know we’re all about ‘excellence’ here or whatever but all work and no play makes Helios a dull boy,” he said, unsure if she would get the reference. Boy did it suck that most purebloods had no idea about all the cultural references they were missing out on.