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For a guy whom just moments ago had had his behind of fire, he sure could run fast. Especially down those seven flights of stairs and across the grounds. Golly, how was he not out of breath.
Trying to not take huge gasping breaths, Ivory caught up to the guy who had been identified to her as the Ravenclaw quidditch captain. Hmm, maybe that was why. He was just in better shape than she was. Slim hands on her knees as he knocked, she opened her mouth to speak and instead took another breath.
"Just thought I'd back you up, you know for moral support." And be prefect-y because accompanying him seemed like the right thing to do.
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