The Tryouts'

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"What time are tryouts tomorrow?" Teddie asked Theo.

They were sitting alone at the Slytherin table during study period. Blaise and Daphne had already finished their homework and left for Prefect patrol, promising to be back in the common room later.

Theo looked up from his Potions essay. "Eight," he answered. "Montague said to meet him down on the field."

"You'll do great," said Teddie. "Montague can't say no if you do better than all the others."

"What if he's not like Marcus?" Theo asked. "What if he doesn't care about how well someone can play."

"Then he's an idiot," said Teddie. She looked down at her Muggle Studies essay and sighed, they had started to learn about Computers in their first lesson, and it was a subject that Teddie didn't know all that much about.

Her family was too poor to keep a roof over their heads, that's why her parents worked long and tedious hours and were barely home during the days and nights, so there was no way they could afford a computer.

"Are you coming down to watch?" Theo asked,

"Do you want me too?"

"Why wouldn't I want you there?"

Teddie shrugged. "Just figured that you wouldn't want me anywhere near, in case I influenced them in the wrong way?"

Theo sighed. "Ted, if I get the position and Montague says it's because of you, I'll quit. I know I am a great player, and, as you said, if they can't see that then they're idiots," he said.

Teddie met his gaze and smiled.

"Besides, your friendship is more important to me than any Quidditch position. I'm not going to lose you over it."

"So, that's a yes to me attending?" Teddie asked.

"If you're not there, I'm breaking up with you."

Teddie scoffed and Theo burst out laughing.

~X~

At 7:45 the next evening, Teddie, Theo, Daphne, and Blaise met Mason and Astoria in the Entrance Hall and headed down to the Quidditch pitch for the Slytherin tryouts. Theo, still nervous about losing his position, looked as green as he had done the morning of his first match.

"Your face is going to stick like that if you keep it up," said Teddie, latching onto his arm. She poked his cheek and then his creased brow.

With a roll of his eyes, Theo ducked away from her hand and smiled. "I'm just thinking," he said.

"Uh-oh, that's never good."

"I'm serious," said Theo. "I have no idea who has signed up for the Seeker position."

"So? You didn't know who had signed up back in second year," said Teddie with a shrug. "You still beat them all."

Theo sighed. "Yeah, but..." he started.

Teddie clapped her hands over her ears. "Not listening," she called, dancing out of his reach.

"Why did I want you here again?" Theo asked.

"Because you love me," Teddie teased.

A pink hue tinted Theo's cheek and he ducked his head to avoid her gaze. Yes, he did love her, but she didn't know that, did she?

"Oi, treacle tarts," Daphne called from ahead. "If you don't hurry, Theo will lose the position because he's late."

Teddie stuck out her tongue and then turned to her best friend. "She does have a point," she added. "Come on. I'll race you!"

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