Katie had meant to act as though she hadn't made the cut and then reveal the truth, but as the door opened and she caught sight of Ayden, she realised she couldn't bring herself to upset the kid. Instead, she laughed brightly and rushed in, sweeping him up to carry him at her hip.

"You did!" Katie grinned, holding him apart so she could properly inspect the Falcons shirt. Laughing, she tousled his hair before sweeping him into a spinning hug, laughing brightly as she set him down. "So I owe it to you, yeah?"

As Ryan asked about good news, Katie laughed again, the relief evident across her face. 

"I made it. I'm first string, Ryan. First!"

As Charlie spoke of celebration, Katie grinned fiercely up at him [s]and her pulse didn't skip, it [i]didn't[/i] this stupid crush was pathetic[/s].

"I like the sound of celebrating," Katie agreed brightly, before moving to join Ryan on the couch. As Ayden clambered into her lap, she set him on a knee, bouncing him. Now that the stress of tryouts and her doctor's visit was over, she was rife with nervous energy that she needed to bleed off.

"Oh, it was mental. You'll never guess, by the way, who I was playing with," Katie told Ryan, shaking her head. "Marcus Fu--Flint," Katie caught herself before she could launch into a proper expletive filled description of the git. "Turns out he left Tutshill, and the prat showed up to our tryouts. I think Pucey tipped him off, they're mates and all."

She made a face, before looking back down to Ayden with a grin.

"But yes, the play by play," Katie laughed, launching into it with gusto. She gesticulated wildly, moving Ayden through the twists and turns as she recounted the match (reassuring him that Weller was okay even after being knocked off his broom) in great detail. Every pass to and from Marcus was peppered with commentary about what a troll, what a [i]prat[/i] he was, and Katie couldn't help but be a little glum that, technically, they had lost.

"So, after all that, it's me and Pucey, who is annoying but tolerable, and Flint. You know he broke my ribs [i]three times[/i] back at Hogwarts? He's the worst. Just my luck, right? I finally make first string, but I have to play with that complete and utter git."