Teddy strolled down the packed corridor alone. He had friends, quite a lot, but he was happy to be by himself. Like his father he only needed the company of a few. A whirlwind of blond hurried up towards him.
"I'm chaser!" Vic huffed breathlessly. "I made the team, isn't that great?"
"Wow! Well done Vic." He gave her a quick hug.
"Thanks. Anyway I'm going to head off to..."
"The library." He finished for her grinning. "You know you really don't help your house stereotype, Ravenclaw."
"Neither do you, Gryffindor." Vic laughed as he turned his hair bright gold. She bounced off leaving Teddy alone.
He wasn't jealous. Jealously wasn't really his thing. He just wished he could've made the team in his second year, like Vic has, rather than being constantly rejected. He had tried just as hard as her. He watched her blond head float away. Ok, he was quite a bit jealous.
