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Alicia Spinnet-Pucey (_alicia_) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Quidditch was starting up again this weekend, and for the Pride their first match was this Friday. Sure, the team had met for practices, check-ups, informations, or whatever other reason there might be, once a week since their last match, but now that the first match was coming up, there was an air of excitement in the troupe. Alicia couldn’t quite help but comparing the players in the air to a flock of horses let out of the barn for the first time after a long winter, but it was great to see, and loads of fun. Fortunately most of the injuries had been Healed over the break, so there wasn’t a whole lot for her to do in that area. On the dietary side, however…

Alicia was just finishing up going over the last player’s new diet with him, when a call came through on the Floo to let her know that a Lucy Spinks had come to see her at her office. At first, Alicia had wondered a bit about the lack of response from Lucy, but she hadn’t pushed for it, knowing that you couldn’t force your help on anybody, and that if she needed it, Lucy would come around when she was ready. So hearing that she was there now, made a sense of relief course through her, as she let the receptionist know that she would be there in a few minutes.

It didn’t take more than that, for Alicia to conclude that the player in question had understood all the notes on his parchments and let him know to cut down on his pipe, before she could step into the Floo at the Portree Pitch and whirl out of the one in her office in Monument Alley. Quickly she waved her wand to rid her purple and gold Healers’ robes of the ash, and went to the reception where she quickly spotted the other witch.

“Lucy,” she greeted her with a smile, coming around with her hand extended in greeting. “Glad you could make it. “Good to see you.”