| saturday, november 22nd, 1997 |
[01 Mar 2008|04:57pm] |
FOR CRYING OUT LOUD, CAN'T YOU PEOPLE PLAY QUIDDITCH WITHOUT TRYING TO OFF YOURSELVES!? Or each other!?
Merlin, Stewart! I don't know whether to smack you on the head or give you a hug, but considering you're in no shape to deal with more injuries, a hug will do. FOR NOW! How are you feeling, do you need anything? How about you, Garrick? Susan? If the look on your face while walking off the pitch was anything to go by, you must be in horrible pain! You're INSANE, the lot of you!
We won, though! Which is kind of awesome, I guess... and we're closer to Gryffindor, now! So that makes up for the scare I got earlier.
( PRIVATE TO STEWART )
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