 ∞ 17 | RP entrepreneur | defies gravity | Miss George is flawless | blanket burrito lyfe
Kaia shoved her hair up into a ponytail, and then sighed. She had gotten changed the quickest she had in a while, and was sitting on a bench. She'd heard there had been no Quidditch at Hogwarts last time, so that kind of meant all the returning students in the stands were hopeful of a good game.
A good game... that didn't equal in death, right?
Atleast her sisters couldn't see her play this time. And atleast it wasn't when she was flying around with her father's team. This was Hogwarts. And therefore... very different to most of the Quidditch she'd played in her old school; one being she didn't wear yellow then. They didn't play by houses. They played by years.
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