Now she knew some Quidditch players would actually try to kill themselves out on the pitch. Some people were just like that, they couldn’t leave anything behind and once they were up on their brooms, it seemed like life or death with them. She knew those players on The Magpies, the ones that were so completely involved that being a ‘Quidditch Widow’ was no joke. It was all or nothing.

Shay could be like that, from what Anna-Marie remembered, even from Jeremy’s time as a reserve for the Hufflepuff team she knew others like that from their house team. There was something about his sister that made her push just a little harder, want just a little more. It was trying in personal relationships but it was something that coaches were looking for, she imagined that her prospects would be better for a career if Hufflepuff could pull out a win.

"You are such a mom."

Anna-Marie smiled with a nod of her head towards her boys. Back when she’d been in Hogwarts she’d been a little air-headed, easily distracted and easily amused. She supposed that had to take a backseat to making sure that her progeny was cared for enough to survive into adulthood…or Hogwarts so they could in turn be Hufflepuff players.

“If you aren’t nice to me I won’t let you have a lolly.” The blonde teased, knowing that even a breathed word about candy would have her son’s ears turning toward her to see if he could pick up when that was going to be offered.

"Are you actually suggesting we ditch out on my poor little sister? Anna Marie, I am shocked,"

That had her laughing and shaking her head.

“Noooo! Go Shay!” She raised her hands prompting her own son to repeat after her, though he had no earthly idea who that was, but was eager to echo what Kevin had been yelling previously.

“They should be getting out onto the pitch now…” She mused, looking out over the fog, raising her fingers to her lips to let out an ear piercing whistle, which had both of her boys laughing.