Who I Am

[JAY TATE BLETCHLEY]

Words: 378 | Tag: LENNOX ELASIS BRYNJAR WILKOŁAK
Notes: I feel like these two are definitely going to get along.

Practice had seemed to be quite long today. Jay was exceptionally happy that he had been best as a beater. Through everything that he was going through in his life during the previous year, he was glad that he could get onto the pitch, up on his broom and bat a bludger with as much aggression as he wanted. He was quite happy that he'd been on the team with Puddlemere for nearly two years now. He'd been glad to have picked up, it really had been the right moment and the right time when he'd gotten picked up by the team. They were completely down a beater including a reserve. That helped a lot to get on with his professional career rather than having to wait a small handful of years as a reserve.

It was a little tough to start with, going from a team in Slytherin who were nearly all purebloods to leaving school and joining Puddlmere with muggleborns and halfbloods. He'd released the news about him not that far back. Just issued more of a statement that he would prefer privacy when he wasn't on the pitch so he could have time to figure it out with his family. It wasn't exactly the most heartfelt statement that he could have released given his background in school. Sure he could have apologized for things. Instead he was trying to learn to grow from what he was. He was learning that he should have respect for muggleborns. Learning that there was a part of his life that he needed to reflect upon. For now playing qudditch and spending time with his teammates and brother were the way that he was going to do that.

Jay had knocked the bludgers around the pitch, getting his aim on. With his mind a little distracted he'd had to rework on his aim a bit to get it back where he had been. When practice was called her flew down. A smile on his face. It was a good practice for everyone. ”Anyone up for some drinks?” he asked. He honestly may have been drinking a bit more than usual, but he definitely wasn't going to talk to anyone about his on going issues. Drinks were a much easier answer.

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[LENNOX ELASIS BRYNJAR WILKOŁAK]

Back in school Jay Bletchley hadn't been much concern for Nox, differnt houses, different years - their paths hadn't crossed much, not until they both played for Puddlemere. Nox had enjoyed getting to know Jay this last season, sure Jay played beater and Nox was a chaser but they still worked together though out the games.  After all, Jay had saved Nox from a number of bludgers that had been directed at him - how could you not enjoy someone who helped prevent you getting a bludger to the face?

The drills had been intense today, Nox felt like he was being pushed to the limits with this practice.  Nox lived for that feeling though.  Didn't most quidditch players?  Wasn't that a part of the whole appeal of the sport?  Still when they finally called it a day Nox could feel the ache in his body and the relief that he could finally relax for the reminder of the evening.

Flying to the ground he heard Jay's inquiry and he found himself throwing his hand up into the air, "Aye! First round on me Bletchley!" You could always count on Nox to join his teammates for drinks.  It wasn't that he was an alcholoic - he was just a very social drinker. Feet on the ground Nox caught up to Jay and tossed an arm around the lad's shoulder "Where you thinkin mate? Local Puddlemere Pub or what?" Nox wasn't picky, drinks were drinks and bar tenders were pouring all over the united kingdom - both magical and muggle.

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