Daniel Wood!
Daniel had figured out long ago that quidditch was to be taken Very. Seriously. It had been engraved into his mind since he was born, from the quidditch mobile that spun slowly over the bed, to his brother dragging him onto a broom as soon as he was old enough to sit up. Oliver got scolded quite a bit for that, Daniel's told, but it didn't stop his brother from making future attempts at duo flying.
"Abercrombie! Gudgeon! Wood!"
His eyes widened to the size of the quaffles in his hands and he stepped forward, the oversized helmet on his head slipping over his eyes. Daniel struggled to push it out of his eyes, and watched as the other two boys hurried to the line, standing at attention as Harry-Bloody-Potter paced back and forth. Daniel followed after them and put the quaffles down by his feet, standing straight.
He peered down at him, and Daniel gulped, "Wood, huh?"
He nodded quickly, causing the helmet to fall back down. Daniel flushed as the other boys snickered, and Harry straightened, arms crossed.
"Oliver's little brother?"
"Uh huh."
"Your brother tortured me when he was captain," Harry said, eyebrows going high. Daniel felt like getting sick. Great, thanks, bro. "Hopefully you'll be as dedicated. Alright, pick a broom, come on! The lot of you!"
Daniel gawked for a second before he raced after Euan and Connor, grabbing the broom he'd been eying from the bench. All right, show time.
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