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“Are you guys even listening?” Harry demanded.
“I doubt it,” Percy replied from a few seats over. “But then, today’s the day of the big match and everyone seems to have caught Quidditch fever.”
“You don’t,” Harry pointed out, ignoring his spazzing friends in favor of someone that could usually be counted on to be sane. Well, unless his career was involved, but Percy hadn’t even graduated yet.
“Oh trust me, compared to first year I have a great deal of enthusiasm for Quidditch,” Percy countered.
“But…you barely support the team,” Harry said, confused.
“Bill and Charlie used to play it all the time using my toys as Quaffles,” Percy explained. “So did the twins, come to think of it. Naturally, I was quite anti-Quidditch when I started Hogwarts.”
“So what happened?” Harry wanted to know. You’d think that having siblings on the Quidditch team wouldn’t help with that.”
“Indeed it didn’t,” Percy agreed. “Seeing as how first Charlie and then Fred and George felt the need to steal my books anytime they wanted to play a pick-up game. Still, one does not surviving rooming with Oliver Wood for seven years without picking up a basic appreciation of the game.”
“So it was self-preservation, then?” Harry grinned.
“Like you wouldn’t believe.”
Oh God Not Again!, Chapter 33
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