Their playful conversation sharply turned into a serious one and Tony had to let his body catch up to his mind. He straightened and ran a hand through his hair. He didn't seem confused, because he knew what he meant, but there was a cautionary expression on his features.
"Yeah, of course---I want to yell at all the blokes that say you're the hottest seeker in the league." Tony pulled a face, remembering the one time he'd 'accidentally' tripped a guy after he'd commented about Drea's 'assets.' "It's just..could we?"
There weren't many sports in the wizarding community that could actually use Tony's skills. Besides being a personal trainer for a lot of the players in the quidditch league, he led workout sessions that many of the teams found helpful to their fitness regiments. It had always been clear that if he wanted to maintain this relationship with the quidditch league, it had to be strictly business, but---he really fancied Andrea.
Like, really really fancied her. His heart hadn't thudded against his chest like it did when he was with her even after the hardest of his workouts. So...it was worth the risk, right?
He shimmied into the cushions of the couch, unable to see what could be done to make sure that they both didn't receive punishments for something that would most likely be deemed as inappropriate.
"I wouldn't want to stop training with the Arrows, I think Troy and Mullet would have my head."
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