Southern Values

by wooftahz

Drabbles and one shots. combining my new obsession with possible american wizarding culture with another one of my favorite things; football. Basically my completely imagined idea that one of my favorite football players should be from a wizarding family, and with a name like Barkevious Mingo, how can you blame me?

2. Chapter 2

Barkevious didn't remember much about the day his parents got the call from the school. He did remember how his siblings would barely look at him, and he definitely remembered how much his mother cried. But the part he remembered the most was hearing his father scream into the phone:

"THERE HAS TO BE SOME KIND OF MISTAKE! NO SON OF MINE COULD POSSIBLY BE A ZILCH!"

If that word sounds unfamiliar it's not too surprising. It's not a word often used in polite conversation, and hearing his own father use it to describe him is something Barkevious would never forget. To wizards from magical families, the thought of being born without magic is terrifying, but to old magic families like the Mingos it's a fate worse than death.

"Hey dad," Barkevious said, interrupting Hughtavious' thrilling rendition of how he single handedly won his latest quodpot match by flawlessly executing the Peasegood punt. "I got 3 more sacks in the game against Bayonne last week, 2 more and I'll be tied for the school record."

His father looked up at him and smiled.

"That's great son."

The Mingo family all had the same classic Quodpot build; Tall, broad-shouldered, and heavily muscled. The family was well known for producing some of the best quodpot players south of the mason-dixon line. Barkevious however spent most of his childhood standing on the sidelines while his siblings dominated on the pitch. Barkevious' older sister was currently playing professionally in Texas, while Hughtavious was on his way to becoming an all-american at Richelieu just like his parents. Barkevious' father always said he had more athletic ability than his siblings put together, and it pained him to watch his talented son waste his potential. It was him that first urged Barkevious to try out for football, and even though Hughtavious Sr. didn't know a lot about it, he did know his son was bored and unhappy, so he thought he'd give it a shot. Barkevious was reluctant at first, he felt embarassed, and the constant teasing from his older siblings wasn't helping, But the truth was, he really was a gifted athlete, and took to football like a fish to water. By the time he reached high school, Barkevious was 6' 3", 220 lbs, and undoubtedly one of the best defensive players in the state.