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Originally Posted by
HJPotter
Maxwell sat on a large rock at the duck pond waiting for Minnie. They decided to meet here which ever way the quidditch game went...He was worried about her, not only had her team lost but she was knocked off her broom twice...he tried to distract himself but it wasn't working, all he could do was think of her...and worry.
Minerva walked slowly to the duck pond. She was very sore from the bludgers to the ribs, but she was always very upset with herself on how poorly she did at the match. She didn't mean to take so long to get to the pond and knew Maxwell would be worried. As she got closer she saw his upset face and it made her feel sad. She tried to straighten up so it didn't seem that she was as sore as she really was.
"Hey hun."