43 Every Seeker Needs a Supportive Husband- I mean, Beater (1/2)

”How are you and Potter suddenly so familiar with each other?” Draco asked as they were walking towards the quidditch field.

”Well, some things happened and now, we're more or less acquainted, I guess.” Casimir shrugged.

”... Are you gonna tell me what kind of things happened?” Draco had an eyebrow raised in suspicion.

”I don't think you should know...” Casimir answered mischievously.

Casimir and Draco arrived at the field just in time for the Slytherin team to finish their practice, having a last minute glimpse on how each of them cooperate with each other.

Although there were supposed to be seven players in a quidditch team, they only saw five people playing. Perhaps the people they were supposed to be replacing had already left or were forced to leave. Anyways, it wasn't any of their business anymore.

When the team landed on the ground, signaling the end of their practice, Marcus finally noticed the two of them and began heading their way, followed by the rest of the team. ”Hey, you're here early!”

After introducing each of the players to them, they immediately began guiding the two into their roles. As the captain, Marcus personally taught Draco how to be a qualified seeker, while Casimir was being guided by the other beater in the team, Allen Beech.

”If I may ask, why was the previous beater removed from the team?” Casimir asked the older student curiously.

”Oh that guy? You don't need to worry too much about him. Nobody in the team liked him much. He was playing too much like a Hufflepuff, you get me?” Allen said dismissively, guiding Casimir on how to hold the bat properly.

”You grip the bat like this here. Your dominant hand should be the one holding the bat at most times. Never let it go else you'd be defenseless if the bloody bludger decides to suddenly hit your face. Wham! You'd be the first casualty in centuries!” Allen joked.

”What if my dominant hand is both my hands?” Casimir asked seriously.

”...You serious bout that, kid?”Allen stared at Casimir in surprise.

”Yes..?” Casimir just asked casually but was taken aback by Allen's exaggerated reaction.

Suddenly, Allen drew closer to Casimir and whispered. ”Don't tell anyone this talent of yours, kid. When the time is right, this could prove to be our team's hidden hand! Quite literally!”

”How?” Casimir was confused.

”You know, most beaters only use one hand to carry their bat, right? In their dominant hand. That makes it difficult for them to maneuver the bat when the bludger passes through their less dominant side. So, since you can freely switch hands, this'll prove to be a great asset, you feel me?” Allen whispered seriously.

”Mm... I see...” Casimir whispered as well.

”But! That aside, I better teach you how to be a good beater now!” Allen patted Casimir's shoulder and handed him a bat. ”C'mon! Show me the skills that got you recommended by Snape!”