Originally Posted by CassiopeiaAKTF

Daichi had hated it to be sick on THE day of the year. When the Quidditch Final match had started , he had been in bed. His nose was red , his skin was paler than ever and his hair seemed to have lost it's volume. Daichi Katharos was sick and he seriously hated it!

He had wanted to come to the game but found that he had fallen asleep in the dormitory before it so when he woke up , he had missed it.

He was a baaaaad fan~! So when he had heard from fellow Slytherin's that Slytherin had won again he went to the celebration tent not caring if he was sick. Having missed THE game was bad enough..

Once inside, the now thirteen year old looked around. He coughed with a hand against his mouth and wiped his hand on his jeans. It was disgusting , he knew but like he cared.

"SLYTHERIN!! YOU GUYS ARE AWESOME~" He suddenly tried to shout but his voice came out hoarse so maybe no one would have heard it.

oh well... he moved to the left and saw the snacks on the table. Normally he would have dived right in but this time, he had to gag even thinking about it.