"Hold on, hold on." Henry twitched at the sight of all the parchment in disarray and grabbed for them to try and smooth them out. Holy hell, she was getting some big deals for magazine ads and appearances---how the hell had she managed not to lose any of these offers with the mess she had in that bag of hers?
Henry unrolled one of the documents, eyes scanning the pages. It seemed like all the jargon he knew and used often for his quidditch stars, but this could be a totally different world. He knew that dueling was the second most popular sport in the the UK, so it made sense that the sport's top female athelete was sought after, but he'd never expected something like this.
"You do know I handle quidditch accounts, correct?" he asked, but didn't bother to look up at Delilah because the more he read, the more engrossed he became and the more the wheels in his head began to turn at the prospect of this prospective new venture.
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