Title: Substitution, III Prompt: Quidditch World Cup Word Count: 100 Note: It’s also yet another Motherless Child ficlet, because I can’t seem to quit those two no matter how much I try. This one mainly concerns Severus’ Muggle relatives.
“Now you’re done it.” Remus had held his tongue during a quick explanation of quidditch, then dinner out with the family. Now they were home, John was outside feeding the owls, and Remus clearly had things to say. “I thought Gemma was going to jump right out of her skin. At this rate you’ll have to take her to the QWC!”
“What was I supposed to do? Let her worry for the next year?” Severus pitched his jacket at the coat rack and missed. “Better she see a game – “
“Viktor Krum falling off his broom is reassuring? Really, Severus?”