Date: 2008-11-13 06:28 am (UTC)
Ron stood straight up, clutching his desk as if he expected Wood to try and grab it away from him. "Look, it's my job, all right? I wrote in and asked for it, and they gave it to me fair and square. If you wanted it so badly you should have asked for it, since you've been back at Hogwarts for as long as I have, or longer!"

He swallowed, made nervous with the belief that Wood was actually a better Quidditch player than himself, Wood had more enthusiasm for flying sports than Ron (who liked them a lot but wasn't nutter about it) and, no matter how many posters Ron put up, Wood would probably have made a better flying instructor, too.

But Ron wouldn't give his job up without a fight! Not when he just starting to get used to being called 'Mister.' Had Wood escaped on a broomstick from time-traveling monks? With a walrus on the backseat!?

Mister Weasley would be real surprised if he had.
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