It only took Seamus a few minutes to run upstairs and find the chess board, swinging by the bar on his way back to pick up Hermione's butterbeer. He sat back down and laid out the familiar pieces.
"Well, Dean's the football expert, but I wasn't thinking matches. I was playing football with the lads when I was his age." Well, 'football' might be a bit of a stretch to describe what had mostly been kicking the ball around.