This was about as hard as George had expected, which was both a blessing in that it wasn't worse, but also bad because it could have been so much better. Sitting next to his best friend was as great as ever, let's not misunderstand, but sitting across from the mirror double of the woman who occupied most of George's thoughts in a repeat of how their relationship had started was rough. It was really hard to look across at her without flashing back to better times. Awkward.
He smiled at the topic shift and latched onto it. Quidditch was nice and safe. "I haven't been able to make it to any since the season started."