Terry was ignored the moment he arrived, but he didn't mind one bit. In the midst of all his for want his house to win so he could get himself 2 Galleons, he did pay attention to the game and to certain players. The majority of his energy went to rooting for his house, but Susan was also one of his best mates, and watching how elated she was for winning was priceless. Sometimes seeing her happy like that felt as if there was nothing wrong in the world.
He let her dance, just leaving her in her own moment of euphoria as he watched the movements she made that seemed like it came from ballet. He vaguely remembered admitting that she did ballet before, and that left him in disbelief for he couldn't imagine her in that area of practice. Now, however, he was proven wrong. She was tough out on the field, but this was like a whole new different side, and he was glad to have witnessed it.
"Apparently, and you've completely blown me out of the water! Who knew you got moves, Bones?" He teased, slowly following behind her. He had known Susan for years, but they only had gotten closer recently and there was still more about her that he was interested and wanted to know. "Har har, very funny however true. I'd rather drown myself in ice cream though. I lost a bet to Hopkins, that prick." He shook his head, and then sat himself down on the bench, dropping his bag beside him. "What are you doing out here all alone?"