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Dear Mr. Potter,
I would like to personally congratulate you on a fantastic catch last night; it most definitely made watching in the pouring rain worth-while. I have come to the conclusion that you are an extremely talented seeker and your passion for the game is astounding.
For these reasons, I'd like to take the opportunity to offer you the position of seeker on the English Quidditch Team. As I'm sure you're aware, the Quidditch World Cup is in a year's time, and I would like to give our team the best chance possible of winning; and I firmly believe that that involves acquiring you as our seeker.
I sincerely hope that you consider this offer. I'd be more than happy to arrange a meeting with you in which we could discuss all the details. Please send a reply owl within one week's time.
Congratulations once again,
Colton Brunsworth
Coach and Scout of the English Quidditch Team
James hands were shaking as he reread the letter. Colton Brunsworth wanted him as the seeker for the English team?
It was the morning after the Quidditch Championship, and James' team – the Chuddley Cannons (which had made a considerably radical turn-around since his father's day) had won after he spectacularly caught the snitch. The owl that had delivered it had woken him up. He had been out partying with team until quite late, but the letter had him forgetting that he was tired. He stared at the it; the news of an offer to play for England still hadn't quite sunk in. He decided that the best course of action was to floo to his parents' house to ask his family what they thought of the ordeal. Without bothering to put any clothes on over his pants, he rushed to his fireplace and called out his old address while still firmly clutching his letter.
He tumbled into his parents' house. No one was in the living room so he headed into the kitchen where he could hear his family having breakfast. His mother spotted him first and although surprised, a wide grin spread on her face. Before she could even utter a greeting however, James spoke up.
"Mum! Dad! Look at this!" James cried, shoving the letter into his father's hands and sliding onto a chair beside Lily. Ginny and Harry bent over the letter and read in silence.
"What is it James?" Albus asked curiously, watching his mother's jaws drop and his father's eyebrows attempt to touch his hairline.
"I've been offered a place on the English Quidditch team" James mumbled, grabbing a piece of toast. He still thought it was too good to be true.
Albus' jaw mimicked his mother's and Lily, who had remained silent and half-asleep until James' revelation, looked up.
"You're joking!" Lily said, eyes wide and trained on her brother.
"No, he's not," Harry laughed.
James looked to meet his father's eyes. Harry was positively beaming and Ginny rushed to hug her son.
"James, we're so proud of you!" She gushed.
Harry joined the hug as well. "If you don't mind James, I'd like to come with you when you meet the coach."
"Of course Dad." James said, unable to stop smiling.
Albus reached across the tabled and cuffed him on the head "That's bloody brilliant mate, congrats."
Lily even got up to hug her brother. "You better introduce me to all the hot blokes on your team, yeah?" she joked, receiving an affronted look from her father.
The family soon fell into excited chatter about the general highlights of the Championship game, the after-party that only Albus was allowed to attend and of course, the new prospects for James.
Suddenly, Albus spoke up "Oi! You've got to tell Teddy! Isn't he on the English team?"
"Of course! I can't believe we forgot! He was scouted last year, as one of their beaters! Lily, run and invite him over through the floo, won't you?" Ginny said excitedly "This is going to make him so happy!"
As Lily got up and walked to their fireplace, James smiled. He didn't see Teddy Lupin too often; with both of them on separate Quidditch teams, their practices and games rarely allowed them time to catch up. The last he had seen Teddy in person had been Lily's birthday, three months ago.
"He's on his way" Lily said, returning to the kitchen and sitting down again "he was just finishing his breakfast, lucky I caught him before his practice."
"Oh, I hear him now" Harry said and moments later, a tired looking, turquoise-haired Teddy had strolled into the Potter kitchen.
"Is everything alright?" He asked, concerned, noticing that all the Potters were present. "Lily just said that you had something to tell me?"
"Nothing's wrong mate. But we've got news about your Quidditch team" Albus supplied, grinning at his brother.
Teddy just stood there looking confused, while the Potters chuckled around their table.
"Take a look at this Teddy" Harry said, handing over James' now slightly crumpled letter to his godson.
Teddy skimmed the letter quickly. Suddenly his hair went from turquoise to bright red. "No bloody way! You're on my team?!" He yelped. He dropped the letter and pulled James off of his seat and into a bear hug. "Congratulations Jamie, this is going to be fantastic!" He released James who was laughing and nodding giddily.
"You're on my team." Teddy repeated, seemingly unable to believe the news.
Hello! This idea has been floating around my head for a while now, and I'm far from finished it. I shall try my best to add more chapters to it as often as I can, but please forgive me if I take a little while. Thanks for reading!
