And Sioni played on that team. He'd gotten along with her well enough. She might not have always respected his leadership abilities. He was sort of a push over and there were rumors about him and some pureblood married woman, but no one knew anything really, and honestly. "You know. Its not too late for you, you could come back, play quidditch. Max is done after this year, we all started together, we could all end together, it would be brilliant."
Apparently Quidditch 'Killed him inside'. What ever. First off, quidditch didn't even have a knife. She stretched out over there chair, feet dangling over the ledge, head wedged against the back to keep it propped upright. Quidditch did not kill anyone inside. Quidditch was the glue that held her together. "I mean we probably can't get you up to snuff by this month, but I don't need you to beat Ravenclaw really." T.J. felt certain even if Max and their third man were out of the match, she could still pull off enough goals to make it a good one. "You could be ready by the time we play Gryffindor. of course if we keep canceling quidditch matches….." T.J. would have still played. Gryffindor and Slytherin were babies.




