James Sirius Potter (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} curseseeker) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} hogwarts_dawn, |
"Touché." Jamie echoed the younger man's chuckle, even as he shook his head. "It seems when Harry gives his all to a cause, he doesn't just mean fighting a war," he mused. He could hear Grandma Molly in his head, shouting at Harry to be careful. It never would have been Mum. She'd have encouraged him so they got the win. "Love the game. But, not sure any score is worth breaking your neck for." He couldn't help smirking a bit in the next moment. "An arm or a leg, though? Fair game."
He shrugged casually. "But, yeah, I played a bit in school." His statement might have lacked the cockiness he and Savannah had teased about earlier. But, while he might brag about things he'd done on his own to earn those bragging rights. It didn't count when it was handed to you because of who your parents were. "Savannah and I were in the same year, but different houses. Watching how someone plays for a few years so you can work against them means you can work together, too, I guess. She's good with people and knows her stuff better than most others in the league, though. So it helps."