Even though they could barely see, his son was positively bouncing with joy over quidditch. Jeremy had taken him to a few professional matches already and the boy had inherited the Dunway obsession with quidditch. It was very healthy and Jeremy was pleased about it. So he was standing there, shouting Quidditch, or Go Hufflepuff, Or Aunt Shay...whatever word he could think of. Kevin was too excited to get a full sentence out even though he was pretty good at speaking at this point.

"I honestly think that Shanley will literally die trying to win this match," Jeremy said. Shanley was already competitive and she was used to winning and being good. "She just has to get used to being Seeker," he said. He knew that that was what was throwing his sister off. She would get her niche soon enough in it though and then she would be unbeatable. Shanley really had turned out to be a great quidditch player, more than Jeremy had thought she would be.

“Cold can be spelled away, I brought a few things for the boys in my bag to play with and they can sleep if they get tired.”

He laughed. "You are such a mom." Because no dad would prepare like that. "That's a good thing, though," he told her with a wink before shaking his head. "Are you actually suggesting we ditch out on my poor little sister? Anna Marie, I am shocked," he told her, joking of course.