T.J. loved her family. Well  yes, her real family, but also her dysfunctional Quidditch Family. She was particularly fond of her big brothers, Shane and Max. They were good and protective, like big brother should be. Though sometimes Shane was a weird brother.

Especially when Girls got involved. She didn't like Shanley with Shane, because Shanley was clearly a slut. She didn't like Lindsay with Shane either. Not because Lindsay wasn't good enough, and Shane was way better than Pete. It just felt wrong for her other best friend to be such a bad Hufflepuff! What kind of loyal Hufflepuff cheats on their significant other? 

What kind of Hufflepuff wants to win so bad they start threatening to break brooms. 

She threw down the remainder of her sandwich in disgust, retuning instead to her stretching. That made her feel better. T.J. didn't mind the brake. It was nice to not be on her broom, and the longer she could stay off it, the better. "Be patient Max, once we're back out there, you'll be clamoring to get in here. Clams are really yucky. I'm not a big fan of sea food."