So the Falcons didn't finish nearly as well as Seth would have liked but he found himself having a hard time actually being bitter about it. He could certainly be accused of being distracted the past few weeks, in fact he'd admit it himself. He was in fact happily distracted, tentatively exploring his rekindled relationship with Savannah. This time without the prying eyes of everyone.
The only downside to keeping this new development all to themselves was at times like these, where Seth had no excuse to show up with her to a Quidditch party, and could only hope that maybe she would manage an invitation through the WWN, but even then he could only spend so much time around her without raising suspicion.
Though now that he was at the party, he was glad he hadn't come with Savannah. With Larkin trying to eat Penrose's face off and Michal sulking in a corner watching, he had plenty to deal with as it was. He dropped the second drink in his hand on the table next to Michal and took a sip of his own.
"Is she worth this?" He asked taking the seat next to his best friend. "Because if you ask me, I'd say she's not and you are letting her win by sitting here staring at her like a kicked puppy."
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