Who: John and Mikey When: Evening, Monday, January 25th Where: Outside, the Quidditch Pitch What: Catching up with an old acquaintance
Mikey slammed the lid shut on the Bludger case and then promptly sat on it. They were not having a repeat of the week before where they'd all been in but he'd hadn't flipped the locks down fast enough. No, this time he was handling it like a pro.
Riding out the bumps, he reached down, shoved the metal clasps to closed and finally relaxed. Gerard was giving the post-practice talk in the changing rooms, so all he had left to do was levitate the last of the kit to the broom-shed and lock up. Then he could go inside, get something warm to eat, and maybe do some nice marking.
Tucking a lurking Quaffle under his arm, he marched over to the waiting sack to put it away.