Roger smiled blithely as Harry visibly relaxed. "Thanks man, hopefully we'll beat them. Both teams are in good form but coming out of losses last week, and I think we're both keen to change that." He grimaced at the other man's lack of ability to make it to games, and the obvious annoyance it gave him. "That's horrible! You're always welcome to come to Appleby games - I can get you tickets. I'm sure I could tee you up with Pudlemere and Cannons tickets as well."
He noticed with a certain detached amusement that the Looks they were receiving grew noticeably more intense as they wandered down the street towards the park. Vaguely, he wondered if his upcoming trip shopping date with the girls would be combined with the friendly chat with Harry to create some sort of weird 'Exclusive Love Rhombus, turn to page six for more' scenario, but once again failed to care.
"Me too," he agreed, taking his arm off Harry's shoulder and flopping down on the grass. "Now there's a thought," he replied, tilting his head to one side. "I bet there'd be a lot of interest, although it could be a bit hard on the tykes when they start Hogwarts and have to wait 'til their second year." He threw Harry a disarming smile. "Not all of us got 'special dispensations' to start as ickle firsties, did we?"