Henry and Beatrice left to secure seats, and Harry returned to his breakfast with a new warmth filling his chest. He always approached quidditch with a determination he brought to few other things in life, but his motivation to win this game was now at an all-time high. Even Oliver Wood’s fearsome fanaticism had never encouraged Harry like the thought of his family sitting in the stands, having come all the way to Hogwarts and donning another house’s colours just to support him.