[h2]Patrick Ford[/h2]
Patrick knew that he didn’t have the best tendencies for waking up in the morning. It wasn’t always that he stayed up late either; even if that was something that happened very regularly. He’d be reviewing Quidditch games in his head or going through every word on his parchment to make sure it was as good as it could be before he submitted it. He knew that he perhaps didn’t have the natural intellectual tendencies of his house and that he probably studied like a Ravenclaw but he had to work much harder for it. He just imagined that a Ravenclaw could pick it up before someone could even swish their wand. He polished off the rest of his toast and bacon, brushing his hands down quickly on his robes before he paid her his full attention. 

when Genevieve turned, he followed her gaze and nodded a little. He knew both of them of course, given that they played matches and had lessons and all that other stuff. It wasn’t hard to get to know the other people who played Quidditch because there was always some various tussle over who had booked the pitch or who had pulled the best moves at a game. It was a passion and a sport that many people followed. “Isn’t that what he does?” Patrick asked as he gestured toward Darius. “I’ve played you guys multiple times and watched all the matches and he always seems to be somewhere else. Not that he’s bad at it but I’m sure he has it covered. Besides,” He grinned widely and ran a hand back through his hair. “How can you be sure I won’t repeat history and send the bludger your way?” 

Then he paused and looked at her face. Something was a little obscure this morning but he couldn’t put his finger on it and it wasn’t his place to pry. He was a very nice and compassionate guy but he could be a bit behind on the whole emotion thing. Not dense but not wanting to assume. “I think I’ll pass, I don’t want to intrude and I know we’ve played you already but…it’s your training session so…” He shrugged one of his broad shoulders then picked up a pancake, tore it in half and offered a chunk to her. “Besides, got to do some work. You know how it is. But, doesn’t mean I don’t wanna see you because I can’t seem to shake you,” He joked. 

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