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Roger James Timothy Davies (rogeringdavies) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Roger grinned easily at his friend, certain that although the one and only Harry Potter could probably get any tickets he liked, he would take Roger up on his offer. "I'm glad, it'd be nice. Hell, maybe we could go watch one of Ollie's matches on a night when he and I aren't both playing?"

He lay back in the grass, positioning himself so that he was directly in a patch of sunlight. He felt his shirt ride up revealing his stomach and abs, but wasn't particularly bothered by it. He sighed contentedly, completely unaware of what was running through Harry's head.

"Now ain't that the truth," he said with a short bark of laughter. "I'm kind of glad I didn't join the team 'til second year, it gave me a chance to get on my feet course wise. But I get where you're coming from," he added, frowning. Everyone knew how badly Harry had been treated, and the fact that the Police had never been contacted was astounding.