Flynnigan Rider

I still stand by the violence and scaring. 

You’ve never been to one of my practices, you wouldn’t know.

Yeah, but I know you well enough. 

No, you can just ‘cause you’re violent and they’re scared of you. 

I found a way that works.

I still stand by the violence and scaring. 

I do do that! And then they get angry and accuse me of yelling all the time! Shut up. I am a real captain. 

A real captain could control their team is all I’m saying.

No, you can just 'cause you're violent and they're scared of you. 

I do so play! It’s hard to play when they’re all just hovering there, not getting anywhere close to throwing any Quaffles at me!

Then maybe you should get your team in shape too. Run some drills? Like a real captain?

I do do that! And then they get angry and accuse me of yelling all the time! Shut up. I am a real captain. 

Okay - that’s just not fair. They all say I always yell, but I only yell when they’re being idiots and that’s all the time. 

But you could also, you know, play.

I do so play! It's hard to play when they're all just hovering there, not getting anywhere close to throwing any Quaffles at me!

Your mocking face is sure telling me to be ashamed - but I’m not, because I’m not pudgy! I’m still Quidditch captain, I work out. 

Last I heard, you spent practice yelling at everyone from the hoops. I don’t think screaming does much for burning calories.

Okay - that's just not fair. They all say I always yell, but I only yell when they're being idiots and that's all the time. 

How dare you. I am not!

You’ve just not had the time to work out as much since you’ve been head boy. It’s nothing to be ashamed of!

Your mocking face is sure telling me to be ashamed - but I'm not, because I'm not pudgy! I'm still Quidditch captain, I work out. 

I swear these trousers fit me three months ago...

You are getting a little pudgy around the middle.

How dare you. I am not!

Audrey raised a single dark eyebrow at Flynn. He had to be kidding her. No she was not going to put down her wand. She was going to hold her wand defensively as long as she damn well pleased. “You just- you put that away!” She said harshly jabbing her wand in his pant’s direction. Her eyes were doing a very poor job at not staring at him. She still couldn’t believe that this had just happened. Flynn was genuinely attracted to her! No! It couldn’t be. He had spent so many years telling her that, but she had never actually believed it! She had always just chalked it up to his womanizing ways. He couldn’t help it, but this well. There was no way of hiding this.

He crossed his legs quickly as she jabbed her wand at him; half in obedience, half in the automatic-fear reaction of all men when their groin is threatened. He could feel her staring at him, her eyes burning into him with shock, disgust, horror - he wasn’t sure, and he didn’t look at her to check. He didn’t trust himself not to get worked up over her legs again, the navy fabric practically calling out to him that if he just hiked it a few inches higher, if he just slid his hands up those legs, over her hips - no. Not to mention, if he was being honest with himself, her reaction stung a bit. Who wanted to be kicked in the shins and yelled at when the object of their affections found out they were attracted to them? Well, she didn’t know the extent to which he was attracted to her, but still - her reaction didn’t exactly warm the tendrils of his heart. “Just give it a minute, it’s not exactly a snap-and-it-goes-away sort of thing...” he muttered, gritting his teeth as he concentrated on willing away the uncomfortable pressure against his jeans. He could feel the heat rise in his face at the entire situation, but he ignored it. Flynn Rider didn’t blush.