Closed Post-Match Moment

[Elliot Briar]

Elliot had been all coiled anxiety on the bench during the game, watch the sky tensely as the snitch was released. After a few moments had passed without some sort of catastrophic bludger incident, he was able to tear his eyes away from watching April to glance around the pitch, sparing a shy smile and wave to Lars and even spotting what had to be Lily up in the stands with signs for them both. His nerves about the game didn't dissipate entirely, but just catching Lars' eye for a few seconds helped ground him a little. It was weird to be down on the pitch for a game, especially playing against Lars, even if technically neither of them were actually playing yet, but Elliot was glad he was there anyway.

In what felt like a few breathes later, the whistle was blown and April was already holding the snitch aloft. Elliot found himself on his feet cheering without even thinking, swept up in the swell of victory. Next was just a clamor of teammates dismounting brooms and the distant roar of the crowd shifting from the stands as something about a party in the common room was tossed around. Disentangling himself from the high spirits of the rest of the team, Elliot glanced around quickly, making a beeline for Lars before he could lose track of the other boy. "Lars, hey," He said, bouncing on his feet, suddenly giddy from the leftover anxiety he'd balled up before the game that he now had no outlet for. "That was quick, right?" He said, trying to figure out what he wanted to say. He wanted to compliment Lars on a good game, or even mention how relieved he was that neither of them got hurt, but the sentiment didn't feel quite right for a game so quick, especially since Ravenclaw lost. The nervous energy was pushing him to do something though, and he mostly just found himself smiling dopily up at Lars instead.

 

[Lars van Houten]

Lars had been nervous all game, though that didn't say much. It had been a pretty short game, and it ended in a disappointment for them. Lars mostly felt bad for Minnie, who had her first game as their new seeker and was immediately defeated by a seventh year. It couldn't be easy, but Lars didn't know how to say something nice and comforting to her without it coming across as weird. So instead, he just stayed quiet as he started to walk back to the changing room. But before he could go, Elliot came up to him, looking all excited and happy. Lars smiled automatically. Elliot was adorable like this. "Very quick." He agreed. "Congratulations for your team. You guys must be happy." The smile on Elliot's face was both adorable and infectious, and it made Lars do something brave and maybe a little stupid. He leaned down to give him a quick peck. He then blushed brightly, wondering if that had been a bad idea.

 

[Elliot Briar]

Elliot's smile grew wider talking with Lars. It was surprise how happy quidditch was making him. He'd always enjoyed watching it, but ever with the fear of actually playing (or potentially playing, as it were), he was really enjoying being on the team so far. He was also glad Lars was the super competitive type, nodding happily along with Lars' comment. The kiss took him by surprise a little, but it wasn't unwelcome. Kissing Lars was still new, but it was nice, and Elliot was able to resist the urge to get caught up in the embarrassment of kissing him in front of other people, happy to get caught up in the giddy happiness of the win and his friend. Though Elliot supposed Lars was officially his boyfriend now, a thought that brought on another giddy wave of happiness as he got used to it more, and Elliot had to shake his head a little to calm down. "Is it bad to say I'm glad we didn't have to play.. I'm just happy no one got hurt," He said, leaning into Lars a little. "And that we won, of course." He added with a creeping smile.