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eleanor mentioned something about not being a huge quidditch fan. "no worries. that's understandable," elias said, giving her another smile. to him, though, quidditch had always been a huge part of his life. sure, his mother was completely speechless (and perhaps worried as hell) to have seen elias flying around in the backyard at the age of four, not to mention she was completely against the idea of elias playing on the house team and then later professionally ("you need an actual career," she had said), but the rest of his family? the ones that are wizards? they've always been fans. his father had invested a lot of money on specific teams, and elias couldn't remember a single time he'd missed going to the quidditch world cup. quidditch was a huge deal in his family--which was why both him and his sister started playing pro--but he could understand that it wasn't everybody's cup of tea.

elias looked over at the display of brooms and he couldn't help but feel a bit of childish excitement at eleanor's request. anything to get his mind off staring at the beater's bat/thinking about his career. "yeah, sure, I can help with that," he told her, walking over to the display. The brooms weren't exactly organized by a type. or a price. It was kind of random, actually, and he supposed that only the store's owner--or someone who's done a lot of research--could really figure out which one to get. "I guess picking one also depends on your price range," elias said. "and the skill level of the student." he pointed to three of the brooms. "these three are pretty decent if you're on a budget. good control, and speed. not top notch, but definitely good enough for the house team." he nodded. "and this one," he picked up the broom and handed it to eleanor to see. "one of my favorites. started playing pro on this one... the speed and range of control is amazing, but, it takes a bit more to get the hang of it." he looked at the broom fondly, before moving on to his final recommendation. "and finally, there's the newest broom on the market... it's what most professional players are using nowadays," he said. sure enough, most of his players had one of those. good reviews on it, too, though the price and quality may be too high for someone just looking to play at school. "questions? or... anything else that looks good and you want me to explain?" he asked, still looking at the row of brooms. he chuckled. "they should really hire me," he half-joked. seriously, though, he knew enough about quidditch supplies to explain to people, and he was certainly in here for a good amount of time.

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the bell on top of the door rang as he walked into the small shop. he remembered his days at hogwarts, and how every year, while shopping for school supplies, he'd find his way here while his sister and family helped him pick out the books. he always got in trouble for wondering off, but there was just something about a room full of brooms and quidditch supplies that drew elias to it, almost instantly, even as an eleven-year-old. and later on, once he made the house team, his father had bought him his own broom--top of the notch at the time.

he honestly had no reason to be in the shop now; his professional career was long over. but he couldn't help it. he still walked in every time he had errands to run in diagon alley. the shop owner, by this time, was perfectly well acquainted with him, and even though he never really actually need anything from the store, he buys a few things here and there, just so he's not the one person who always comes in and leaves without buying anything. eyeing a brand new beaters bat, elias reminisced about his time as a professional player. how he'd made the daily prophet sports section almost every day during the season.

elias picked up the bat, felt the weight in his hands, and then put it back down with a heavy sigh.

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