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Training had taken a bit longer than she was expecting, so by the time Taylor had managed to apparate back to the house, it was already well past midnight. She knew Conan would still be up though, Hina didn't sleep unless her Mama was home, and even though Taylor had tried to wean her out of that, but, so far they hadn't been successful, so Conan had to stay up with her. She yawned, shutting the door quietly behind her. She dropped her broom by the door, she needed to clean it tomorrow as she was far too tired today. She was pretty sure that the practice had only gone as long as it did because the Coach was trying to recruit some new blood, which meant that they had to drill and present, making themselves a worthy team. Taylor had no doubts they'd get a healthy influx though, since she'd been with the team they'd won the championships five times, and they were genuinely good as a team. It helped that they were all determined though, because if they suffered a particularly big loss they all burned their brooms. Taylor had nearly cried the first time that had happened in her first year, she'd loved her broom. It was a strange custom, but it was also a good bonding experience, and Taylor had a really good relationship with the people on the team. Though they were all, except the other beater, younger than her, she got along with all of them. To be honest, Taylor hadn't said anything to anyone yet, but she had her eye on being the coach. Not yet, since she loved being a player too much, but soon. She wouldn't have to deal with all the bullsh*t then.
"Conan?" She called quietly, wondering if he was in the lounge room. She looked in there then and smiled at the sight. Conan was sitting with Hina in his lap reading her a Japanese children's story. Taylor and Conan had read all of these books to their children and supplemented them with some of the ones Taylor had grown up with as well. It was the best way they'd found to make sure their children were bilingual. "Has she been there all night?" Taylor asked, trying not to startle the her youngest, noting that she was almost asleep, though she was likely to wake up the moment Conan stopped speaking.