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"I told them if they were in the air they'd be out of Hogwarts faster than they could say Quidditch."
"You should have seen him fly Xiomara. And never having been on a broom before either. We really need a good seeker this year if we're to have a chance at the Quidditch Cup."
"If I didn't know better I'd say that you are an ever bigger Quidditch fan than I am. You owe me for this, you know. Can't give Malfoy any sort of punishment if Potter's consequence is making the Gryffindor Quidditch Team, now can I?"
"I'll make it up to you." Minerva smiled; with a wave of her wand soft candlelight filled her quarters and a flick conjured a bowl of ripe, red strawberries.
"I suppose that's a start."