"I can barely fly let alone play quidditch, yet somehow I keep ending up on the Celebrity team during All-Stars. I'm a dueler, not sure it qualifies as more interesting and I've been told I can natter on about it long enough to bore pretty much any one so." She waves her arm absently. Delilah also didn't really know how to talk about it without sounding like she was bragging (okay most times she actually was) and she didn't want to come off as egotistical in the first five minutes of their date.
Looping her arm in with Matt's she let him lead her into the party. Once inside, Delilah faltered slightly catching sight of the Mungo's seal hanging on the wall bringing back a flood of memories from the disaster of a night the charity dinner had been. She did allow herself to wallow though. Delilah was perfectly capable of going out on a simple blind date without letting her past complicate it. And she most certainly had not been spending the last six months hiding from anything that could potentially turn romantic. Henry was on a date, (not jealous, she set him up after all) and if he could manage a blind date, then there was no reason she couldn't either. This should be easy.
"Stupid shoes." She said with a small nervous laugh to cover for her pause, her heart still racing a bit. "Outstanding footing on the dueling platform, yet still can't manage to walk in a simple pair of heels. Anyways. Seeker for United? That's impressive. Didn't they win the cup last season?" Delilah continued please that she knew that much about the team her date played for.
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