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Aramis fixed Hugo with a bemused expression as he poked his head out from under the blanket. As much like he didn't like seeing Hugo sad, he much preferred mopey Hugo to angry Hugo. "Oh," Aramis said, blinking a few times when Hugo explained that for once, he wasn't just being a sore loser. "I...

Aramis nodded gamely in response to Hugo's question. "Is what it is, what can you do," he said with a shrug, trying to ignore the urge to grimace as the movement jostled his injured side. He only got to see a brief flash of the crestfallen look on Hugo's face before he'd disappeared back under...

Taking a bludger in the game had stung, but Aramis knew he was only feeling a third of what Hugo was. He also knew there was no way Hugo was going to take the news he came bearing well, lingering outside the door to the hospital wing for a brief moment before gaining his composure and pushing...

The bludger hit had stung but Aramis was determined not to let any more goals through, knocking the quaffle aside before scooping it back up again to Gaby. He grinned as he saw her manage a goal but the celebration was short lived as the crowd grew restless and he saw the American seeker...

Aramis kept his eyes on the Ilvermorny chaser though he couldn't help but glance around as more bludgers were flying.

Aramis' heart sank as Hugo was removed from the game, watching as he was removed from the pitch. He nearly missed Florence losing the quaffle to the Americans, sighing and turning his broom as the approached his end of the pitch.

Gaby was on a roll today and Aramis smiled as she made another goal before moving to be on guard as the American's got the quaffle again.

Aramis was glad to see Hugo still on his broom with the bludgers flying but he had to keep his attention on the quaffle, able to grab it this time before the American chaser could score and throwing it back out.

Aramis kept an eye on the American chaser as he got closer, hoping one of their chasers could intercept before she got to the North hoops.

Aramis was glad to see Gaby make up the goal he'd missed, keeping an eye on the chasers as the American keeper threw the quaffle back out.

Aramis grimaced as Hugo took another bludger, hoping Gemma could help keep the heat off him so he could grab the snitch soon.

Aramis dove for the wrong hoop as the American chaser took his shot, clicking his tongue in annoyance as he scored. He scooped the quaffle back up, brushing a lock from his face as he threw it back out.

Aramis shifted ever so slightly from his spot in front of the hoops, getting ready as Ilvermorny took possession.

Aramis grinned as Gaby made her shot, leaning back contentedly on his broom before remembering this likely meant he'd need to be back on watch if the American's got the quaffle again.

Aramis slowly circled the hoops, content to watch Gaby and Florence hopefully manage a goal.

Aramis gave Gaby a quick nod after she addressed the team, kicking into the air and moving to the North hoops. He was on guard as the Americans took the quaffle but was relieved to relax as Gaby snaked the quaffle before they could get too close.

Aramis blew onto his hands in some vague attempt to warm them up, wishing he hadn't left his wand in the locker room. Distantly he knew there was a chance this would be his last proper game on the team if they didn't manage to win it but he didn't let himself linger on the thought too hard...

Aramis rubbed at his shoulder, glad that practice was nearly over so he could relax.

Aramis wondered if the bludger had been the wake up he needed to finally outpace Gaby enough to block one of her shots, trying to ignore the twinge from the hit still as he threw the quaffle back out.