Who: Liam Moon, Michelle Moon and George Weasley What: Puddlemere United match, After this Where: Puddlemere Stadium, VIP area Status: Inprogress, backdated
"And Devon steals the quaffle out from under the nose of Jenette Ryder! Devon to Torbol, Torbol back to Devon aaaaannnd... Stolen by Repula! The Cannons are putting up a fight this match!"
Shelly couldn't help but grin as she listened to her uncle commentate. Half the time it was him calling the game while fanboying over the teams that he loved, which was all of them, in spite of what some of the fans may have thought.
When he had first brought up the idea of coming to the match, VIP tickets and all, she had been hesitant. There were other things that she could be doing with her time. Prepping for the next movements, but Liam had been adamant and hadn't taken no for an answer. Especially after he revealed that he had a spare ticket and they decided to see if George wanted it.
It hadn't been that long, but it felt like forever. Time hadn't meant as much in the days after the Battle, but now things were catching up and time was of the essence. But she knew better than to question her second dad.
Taking a sip of her butterbeer, "special butterbeer", she glanced back at the door, wondering if George was going to show up. They were worried about him.
"And Alice steals from Devon! and that is a GOAL! Cannons score! Still no snitch in sight!"