Andromeda Tonks will not shut up -- wherever you like

[mm_lettie]

In a small corner, Andromeda Tonks is putting things into small boxes. Into each goes a half-dozen cookies, several pairs of socks (varying sizes) and a carefully coiled and spell-bound tube of glitter. Said socks are of varying colours that some wizards might recognized -- Quidditch team colours

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[professor_rosa]

Baked goods aren't what has Micky wandering over, coffee in hand, but they wouldn't hurt.

"Hey," he starts, stopping by one of the chairs.

"Mind if I sit?"

[nolongermoral]

She smiles slightly when she sees just who it is and arches a brow.

"Not at all, Mr. Rosa. I've just finished up with my evening goal."

[professor_rosa]

"And what might that have been?" he asks, helping himself to one of the chairs.

"Looks like Christmas might be coming early for some people."

[nolongermoral]

Andromeda laughs.

"Less Christmas and more ... middle-of-playoffs cheer packages for the boys."

'The boys' really consists of Ron, Harry and their lot.

[professor_rosa]

"Ah. What sport?"

[andromynous]

"Quidditch."

She pauses, remembering he's a muggle.

"Ah, it's ... complicated. With brooms."

[professor_rosa]

He seems half resigned.

"Alright -- for your sake I won't ask further. Probably for mine as well, now that I think about it."

A beat.

"At any rate. You've been relatively well, I suppose?"

[andromynous]

"I could show you," she admits with a smile, "on a napkin."

Andromeda laughs a little and shakes her head. "It wouldn't be too much trouble -- and yes, I've been well."

[professor_rosa]

"Glad to hear it. And if you're sure, I guess I wouldn't mind an explanation.

"And by 'sure', I mean that, one, it wouldn't be a bother, and two, you know that it won't collapse my brain circuits due to sheer impossibility, and or improbability."

...

"Which I guess this place has already done, so you know what? Fire away."

[andromynous]

"Well, the premise is that each team has a goal -- three different sized 'rings' that are like nets. The keeper is the one who keeps the quaffle -- the ball that the players use - out of the net. You score points by putting the quaffle in the net. This is done by the chasers."

She smiles. "The other way to score points - far more than points getting the quaffle in the goal - is to catch the snitch. It's a much smaller ball that's got wings," And here is where the first picture comes in, "about the size of a walnut. It moves very quickly. They're the seekers, one on each side." She pauses again.

"And the beaters -- they handle the third and fourth balls called the bludgers. It's just as nasty as it sounds -- they use bats to hit the bludgers toward the seekers to keep them from scoring points, but the bludgers can hit whoever they'd like to."

[professor_rosa]

He nods along with her explanation, resting one elbow on the tabletop.

(To tell the truth, he's already trying to think up ways to cheat the game.)

[andromynous]

There are plenty of ways to cheat. It's been done.

Andromeda shrugs. "There's teams all over many countries. You know how competitive boys get."

[professor_rosa]

Micky wouldn't be surprised.

"Tell me about it," he says lightly.

"So, these colors mean anything?"

[andromynous]

"They're the team colours of a couple of my boys." Even if some of their teams are ... not necessarily doing so well.

[professor_rosa]

"That's very nice of you."

He points to the cookies.

"You baked them?"

[andromynous]

She laughs.

"They're good boys, but their wives are a bit young to be able to do things like bake well yet."