Graciously agreeing to push Noah to his death if he were to ever give Tobias Haddock serious consideration, Gail settled herself in beside him to watch a bit of the match. Or, rather, to watch the more attractive of the players along with the more interesting of activities going on down below in the stands. It couldn't be denied that the view from up in the box was superb. She let her arm set softly about Noah's back, absently fingering the waist of his shirt until he leaned back and spoke to her again.

"What brings you here anyway Darling, Hogwarts run out of horny straight boys to toy with?"

She'd barely opened her mouth to respond when a soft, familiar voice behind her had Gail quickly drawing her hand from his waist and into her own lap. She looked over her shoulder at Adela.

"Do you see how he treats me?" she asked her roommate. "You'd almost think he didn't like me, wouldn't you?" Gail cast an appraising look over Noah and produced an imitation of a sigh. "I suppose I just don't have the right kind of figure to suit him. Just no accounting for taste, is there?"

Adding a small wink in Adela' direction, Gail turned her attention back to the match for a few moments, contemplating how presumptuous it was for Adela to waltz right in on them like she owned the top box. That Gail had just done the exact same thing was beside the point. She rather liked the idea of claiming to have had the privilege of sitting in there, but if half of her dorm showed up, there would be nothing special about it at all. Sure that Adela ought to be able to see that, Gail proceeded to explain the situation . . . or something vaguely resembling what the situation might have been under different circumstances.

Turning in her seat, Gail looked over to where McGonagall was arguing a point of the match with Flitwick. She watched them a moment before turning to Adela with a concerned sadness in her pout. "You know, Dell . . . ." Her gaze flicked back to McGonagall for a second or two at a time as she spoke. "I had permission to come in here, since my poor sister in the hospital wants lots of details on the match, but McGonagall didn't want a bunch of my friends congregating in here too. It might be better if you snuck out before she saw you. I'd hate for you to get into trouble."



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