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Post by Draco Malfoy on Oct 1, 2009 21:26:16 GMT
Draco groaned as yet again that little golden ball whizzed past him again, it was getting on his nerves and he was wondering why the hell he was even on this stupid damned Quidditch team in the first place. But then he remembered it was because his father had made the school put him on the Seekers position and his father would not be very happy if he gave it all up. So sighing, he once more rose up high into the stands and looked out for the little annoying golden whizzing ball. It wasn't long before it popped up again, but now rain had started to fall and Draco was finding it rather hard to see due to the darkness of the clouds. He was determined though, he knew what he wanted to do ... he had the snitch in his sights and he knew it was just seconds away from being in his hands ... in his grasp!
Grunting as he toppled off his broom and onto the wet ... slushy muddy grass underneath him. It wasn't a huge fall, the snitch had taken him down to the bottom anyway, he had only fallen a couple of feet. It still made him wince though, what with having the air knocked out of him, even on the soft, mushy ground. Yet he couldn't find it in himself to pick himself up so he just laid there, closed his eyes and let the rain splash his face. He really hated his life. |
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Post by Harry Mckenzie on Oct 1, 2009 23:15:56 GMT
Harry grinned and caught the snitch. Once the game was over he went over to draco and held his hand out, fair enough tye wasn't in the same house but it didn't stop them from being atleast civl, he looked around and smiled keeping his hand out
(i got stuck)
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Post by Draco Malfoy on Oct 1, 2009 23:35:40 GMT
Draco just growled at him nad walked off. He wasn't in the mood to be civil, in fact he wasn't in the mood to be anything bar unhappy nad miserable. Them two emotions right there would do him, he didn't needed McKenzies pity. The snitch was meant to be his! HIS DAMN IT! |
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