"You best not do that, Frank and I will find you, because you will be famous so it won't be that hard." Edgar pulled his robe around him, even though it was May the night had a bit of a chill.
He looked around the pitch, turning in a full circle as he took in the sites. "It's probably a whole other feeling being down here during a game." He rocked on his heels, looking at his feet. "Somedays I wished I had a bit of quidditch talent." He simply shrugged and turned back to Benjy.
He turned his head to the side when he saw Benjy looking off into the distance. He placed his head where he thought he was looking and clapped his friend on the back. "You will do great things next year mate, at Hogwarts or elsewhere."