Oy. Vinny pressed his lips together tightly to force any emotion back. It was terrible, how much he'd missed these people, especially his Hufflepuffs. His heart had shattered at the news of Gleny's 'death', but hearing that she was actually safe, with Tristan too---Vinny was finding all new reasons for some hope in this world.
"Well," he said, finally pulling away from her, "I've actually got a syrup endorsement. Or, well---did. I'm not too sure how much they like me over there right now."
Or over here. Vinny had no desire to head back to the Cannons, but what else was he supposed to do? He'd been a quidditch player all of his life, and...now what?
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