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Tilting his head to the side as he listened to what she was saying, he hummed. “I do agree with you on the creepy part. No one should be worshipped. No one should be put on a pedestal” he mused. “But I don’t think things would be easier if we became big Quidditch players. There’s too much pressure”
andromeda’s nod is thoughtful, though she’s well aware that she herself is guilty of putting those that she admires up higher than the average fare. she’d always looked at her parents like they were gods rather than authority figures, desperate to earn their affections. “ i suppose you’re right. the limelight isn’t as flattering as you’d think. ”








