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[alsoagreengrass]

Feeling inspired and more than a little confident since his date with Annabeth, Scorpius is performing some broom surgery in Milliways this evening.

He's got the charred thing on the table in front of him and he's currently snipping off the burnt bristles using the clippers from his broom-repair kit. That's been tucked into the corner of the

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[lilium_evansiae]

Lily eyes the broom with something between curiosity and amusement.

"Rough match was it, then?"

[alsoagreengrass]

"Brutal," Scorpius quips, not looking up from his work. He's got to make sure he doesn't snip off too much, after all. "No one was save. Half the stands were in a fiery blaze before a goal had even been scored."

He makes his cut, and then glances up.

"Actually, I wasn't even playing at the time this happened."

[lilium_evansiae]

Lily laughs.

"Well, of course not. I assume you'd be far too busy fleeing the conflagration to worry about the game," she says, cheerfully.

"How did it happen?"

[alsoagreengrass]

"Flee a game because of a little fire? Never," he all but scoffs before shaking his head with an amused grin.

"I was, er, attempting to modify the broom to increase its speed threshold."

[smallgayjew]

Posner watches curiously over his shoulder for a moment before saying, "I hope it's not a total loss..."

[alsoagreengrass]

"I think it has life in it still," Scorpius says with a grin in greeting over his shoulder. "Probably enough for another round of experiments, anyway."

[smallgayjew]

Posner chuckles. "Without the firewhisky this time?"

[alsoagreengrass]

Scorpius colours in the cheeks at the mention of the firewhiskey, but he mostly chuckles as well.

"Er, yeah. I think I'm done with the firewhiskey for awhile."

[honorbyname]

"Er ... what happened to your broomstick?" asks Albus.

Honestly, he doesn't remember fire-breathing dragons playing in the last match against Ravenclaw.

[alsoagreengrass]

Clearly Albus needs to pay more attention to the games then. Because -

"Don't you remember? We'd only just started the match, when darkness descended over head. A shadow nearly covering the width of the pitch. He'd only wanted to play, the dragon did, but - "

He makes a snip.

" - He forgot his kit and threw a tantrum instead."

[honorbyname]

"... right."

He rolls his eyes, only half-indulgent.

"How could I possibly forget that? Must've been asleep. What a boring match, that was."

[alsoagreengrass]

Scorpius glances up just in time to catch the tail-end of that eye-roll. And suddenly feels like he's lost his footing.

Even though he's sitting down.

"Well, we'll try to make the next all the more exciting then. Just for you," he says with a grin, trying to cling to his good mood.

(Because he's totally over it. Him. It. The whole ...thing.)