"It's true, both of you will certainly need time to adjust to the new brooms, and tryouts will probably end up being a fairly lengthy process, between needing to inform people and having to potentially teach them the positions and rules," Hermione considered with a nod, crossing her arms over her chest and shifting her weight slightly in thought. "Did you plan on both organizing separate teams? Because I do believe that of all the people here on the island, the two of you are probably the most recently and thoroughly acquainted with the sport, though I don't know if the two of you could bear playing on separate teams."
With a grin, she also added an afterthought. "Oh, and if you can... make sure that no one like Cormac gets on the team, it'd just be very uncomfortable for any female members, or those of us watching in the crowd, I'm sure," she wrinkled her nose. "I know that there was no real way around it back at Hogwarts, least none that wouldn't break rules in the process, but I do think we've the right to be a little more selective here."
Harry snorted softly, but he wasn’t particularly amused by the idea of dealing with another Cormac. “I don’t think we have many like Cormac on the island,” he said, cool and wry. “He’s one of a kind.
“But don’t worry, Hermione,” he went on to assure her more seriously. “I think the worst we’re going to end up with is Malfoy.” Even Draco wasn’t horrible all the time. Harry wasn’t kind enough to say that out loud, but he still thought it and thought Hermione would give the Slytherin a fairer shake than he would besides. “And if not: they’re our brooms. Ron and I aren’t going to let any idiot use them.”
"Mine as well, partially, if you expect me to help with assembling these," she remarked with a pointed look, tilting her head to get a better glimpse at the broom and the engine in specific. "I fully reserve the right to withhold my share of the brooms if the weather's terrible; the last thing I want is for either of you to hurt yourselves when Madam Pomfrey isn't around."
After a pause, she grinned.
"But it'll be interesting," Hermione considered with an amused exhale, furrowing his brows and allowing mischief to fall lightly upon her features, gaze a bit distant. "Seeing just how much he'll be willing to compromise in exchange for a go on the broom. Who knows? Perhaps these brooms will be a blessing for more reasons than one."
With a grin, she also added an afterthought. "Oh, and if you can... make sure that no one like Cormac gets on the team, it'd just be very uncomfortable for any female members, or those of us watching in the crowd, I'm sure," she wrinkled her nose. "I know that there was no real way around it back at Hogwarts, least none that wouldn't break rules in the process, but I do think we've the right to be a little more selective here."
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“But don’t worry, Hermione,” he went on to assure her more seriously. “I think the worst we’re going to end up with is Malfoy.” Even Draco wasn’t horrible all the time. Harry wasn’t kind enough to say that out loud, but he still thought it and thought Hermione would give the Slytherin a fairer shake than he would besides. “And if not: they’re our brooms. Ron and I aren’t going to let any idiot use them.”
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After a pause, she grinned.
"But it'll be interesting," Hermione considered with an amused exhale, furrowing his brows and allowing mischief to fall lightly upon her features, gaze a bit distant. "Seeing just how much he'll be willing to compromise in exchange for a go on the broom. Who knows? Perhaps these brooms will be a blessing for more reasons than one."
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