WHO: Cormac McLaggen Jr & Theresa Longbottom WHERE: At the home of Miss Longbottom herself. WHEN: Sometime in the evening. WHAT: The sampling of cakes and various baked goods, for the good of Theresa's brother -- otherwise in progress!
It was late in the evening when Cormac arrived, scratching his jaw and squinting at Teresa's door, wondering if perhaps he shouldn't have fit in that shave after practice. He always felt strange, a touch too young, whenever he didn't have his typical scruff in place. Still, the rest of him looked just as disheveled as ever, and he felt tired and a trifle worn out from the hours spent on the pitch that morning and afternoon.
All the more reason then to enjoy an evening at the flat of a young lady who had promised to bake for you. Granted, she was baking for her brother, but Cormac would take it where he could get it when it came to free food. He dropped his hand from his chin and rapped on the door in front of him -- brisk and loud.