[KP] in ecstasy the heart is beating, old joys for it anew revive

Vasiliy Petrovich Kuznetsov

He's never been entirely sure what he wanted to do after graduating from Durmstrang and, frankly, he's still not sure Quidditch is the thing he wants to do for the rest of his life. He doesn't mind the height, the speed, the roar of the mass gathered in the gigantic stadium, the rush of adrenaline - no, that he doesn't mind at all, nor does he mind the attention from the newspapers and the muggle internet. Being kinda famous has its perks and if he has to talk to someone every once in a while to keep that up, so be it; he always used to think of himself as a rather shy guy and that one hasn't changed a bit. It's just the pure necessity with the reporters and a nice fluttering feeling of making people smile with fans.
He's not a global celebrity, far from it; more like a good player who took his chance. The money's good, the training programs are hard, and honestly, that's all he needs - some physical exertion, to feel his muscles straining and burning, the thought that soon he'll go home, kiss his boyfriend, take a shower and rest all through the evening, shutting down his thinking completely. No matter what the future brings, life is good right now.

a fleeting vision’s dying ember, the purest height of beauty’s blur