>>6203289“Hey, I did more than my share out there! But you did do great Timmy.”
“You were amazing Emmy; carried the team on your back so I will massage it later if it’s sore. Scored so many goals, let TimTim make it to the Snitch. I am really proud of you. But right now, this little guy is the star; gets to have his share of attention.”, you said, kneeled down and lightly touched the dark-haired boy’s cheek, moving his wind-blown hair out of his eyes. They were a pretty turquoise with a look like he wanted you, badly, if not in that way.
<span class="mu-i">Yet.</span>
No.
Do not think that way right now… probably time to take care of you needs if you had begun thinking of far younger, abused boys that way. Right now, you needed to focus.
He got hurt by people, and apparently the head one was a bitch… you may need to show her how to really be one, just like you showed Jonny Asshole; gave him a couple of lessons. Your sister felt some of your discomfort, as it were. Spoke up.
“Hey? Timothy? Come back with me and our sisters. You trusted me on the pitch, right? Helped distract people so I could get the Quaffle in the hoops, right? Trusted me to help you make it to the Snitch? So, lets chat; just hang out. Make that bruise feel better. If my sis says we both made it already? We did. She is usually right and we have time before the other sets of try-outs will be done… I don’t think they will need us since me and my new little brother would just blow them out again if they put us on the field once more. I’ll even give you a little smooch on the thing, where you are hurt; use some muggle magic. Me and my slattern of a twin are basically honorary mug… no-maj anyway, heh.”, and your sister pulled the little boy over and planted a quick kiss on his hurt cheek.
“O-okay. Thanks for the kiss? It feels better already.”
Fuck. You and Emmy were more similar than you might even guess… suppose she <span class="mu-i">would</span> be collecting young boys now. And that sounded kind of bad in your head when though out loud but whatever. Not like you were better. Not like she would ever touch someone like this boy; she was… Emily was probably a better person than you… no.
No time for that.
And so, you and two other girls lead the little boy into a small room with a bench and a couple of lockers… okay this was sounding really bad now.
Damn it.
Regardless?
Emmy got him some water from her little bag. Gave him most of it before using the rest and making the boy lay on her thighs while on a bench. Brough out a cooling Charm on the now damp rag she conjured up. Held it against his cheek; told him he would get a Wiggenweld and some basic healing once your aspirant Healer looked at him.
Had Macy be the smart one like always and asked if he was hurting anywhere else.
Had you been the cunning one when he said no but still touched his side, and shifted a little on the other.
