Re: James | Harry
Harry loved Quidditch. There was nothing like the rush you got when you saw the snitch and were ready to go after it no matter what. There had been times when he'd wondered if he'd made the right choice and then he remembered listening to Ginny talk about training, trying the same thing over and over, and the games that lasted hours and hours before the snitch made an appearance, and suddenly the urge to play was gone. However a game like this was amazing.
He had barely dismounted when he heard his father's voice. He almost expected a hug, because... well, because he'd seen James and Sirius, but then there was just a clap and that now familiar ruffle. "I must be the only person whose hair is better after you do that," he said with a chuckle.
"And yeah, I'm fine. I didn't actually hit the ground," he said with a grin. "It's awesome, isn't it? It's the best feeling, although next time, Draco needs to take Regulus' place. It'll be just like old times."