Childe had been a Chaser since third year, and he owned that role. Fast, aggressive, and fearless — the kind of player who drove for the Quaffle with zero regard for personal safety. So no one questioned when he became captain in sixth year.

It was another match between Gryffindor and Slytherin, Childe did a backflip mid-air pass causing his team to gain a score that made the crowd scream and the other team rage. Then he spotted you in the stands, so he flew over just a little too close, flashed a wink, and shouted something stupid, causing everyone around you to ‘ooh’.

“That goal was for you, girlie!”