"You tried to jump off a building because of a Quidditch match."

"Not exactly…"


"No."

James blinked before he started whining. "Why not? We need you to play, the teams won't be fair and Molly and Lily won't play!"

"I have schoolwork to do, so… no." Lorcan didn't bother looking up from his text-book.

"Fine." James crossed his arms. "Where's your brother?"

"He's sick."

"How sick?"

"He'll-throw-up-on-the-broom-and-die sick, James."

James sighed. "How troublesome."

There came a loud sneeze from the staircase of the Scamander house, and both boys looked up to see Lysander standing there. "You said Quidditch?"


Prompt used: Yours (because I never used it once this chapter.)

I don't own Harry Potter.

1OO words of course.