After his afternoon snack of some apple slices with peanut butter, Cas took Harry outside for another hour or so. He let him run around after his Toddler Snitch-it Snitch, a toy snitch that only flew a couple feet off the ground and was designed for toddlers to chase and grab. They had several versions for various ages and levels of proficiency, up to and including professional level practice snitches. As he watched Harry chase the larger and much slower than regulation winged golden ball, Cas could well imagine Harry wanting each updated model as soon as he was old enough for it. Already he caught the toy faster and more often than most toddlers his age would be able to do, it wasn’t too hard to imagine Harry as a future seeker for his house team. As it seemed Harry was content with chasing the snitch, Cas conjured himself a chair and settled in it, going back to his book.