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Uncle Dylan had been present when Iwan was growing up but became a lot more involved in the raising of Carwyn – nurturing him in the ways of sports that Carwyn’s parents didn’t understand. By the time Carwyn was five years old, Uncle Dylan had Carwyn playing football to teach him strategy and fast foot work, rugby and hockey so Carwyn would know how to take hits and give them back just as aggressively, swimming because all kids should be good swimmers, track and field, and three evenings a week flying and quidditch lessons from Dylan himself. Dylan Pendragon was a keeper for the professional quidditch team the Caerphilly Catapults. A Welsh team founded in 1402, known for their vertically striped scarlet and light green robes. So, for Dylan to teach Carwyn how to fly and play quidditch, it sparked a true love of the sport in Carwyn as Carwyn was taught with passion and reverence for the wizard sport.
Gareth understood Carwyn’s obsession with sports as he had watched Dylan go through all the same phases. Only this time, he was the proud father of the best kid on the team and the most popular kid in class, rather than the nerdy older brother that was always studying while waiting for his popular younger brother to finish practice. Carwyn was the star, which made Gareth the star’s father and Carys the star’s mother. Invitations to social events that never would have presented themselves if Carwyn hadn’t been playing alongside some of the most popular parents in town’s children, and because the children liked Carwyn, Gareth and Carys were invited to join in at events.
He strolled onto the platform in an old Caerphilly Catapult’s quidditch uniform his Uncle Dylan had worn during a Quidditch World Cup from a few years ago. Dylan had given it to Carwyn to wear as a conversation starter. And the conversations started. The word spread on the train that there was a nephew of a professional quidditch player on the train and, within an hour of leaving the station, his compartment was full of fellow students – both his age and older – volleying for his attention and stories of learning to play quidditch from a professional. Carwyn was charming, forthcoming with stories, funny, and a little braggy without being tediously egotistical. He exhibited the perfect balance of confidence and fun that attracted them all. Thus began Carwyn’s popularity at Hogwarts.
Girls loved to hang on him. Their house didn’t matter, if she was in a skirt, hot, and wanted to hold his hand, she had a spot whenever she wanted it. It was actually his female attention that got him through most of his classes. A kiss to the cheek, a few whispered sweetnesses, and his homework usually got done for him. No one liked to see him in trouble, and he always promised to make it up to them with some one-on-one study time, which he always made good on.
It was also in his sixth year, when everyone else was sitting their N.E.W.Ts, that Carwyn performed some grueling stunts and played a scrimmage game for a dozen scouts for professional quidditch teams. He impressed them and he waited with bated breath on who he would hear back from.