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Danielle_Daughn
Mack sat at the table eating breakfast, well picking it really, on the morning of her first Quidditch match. She didn't want to eat, she already felt sick, she was nervous that it would be her fault if Gryffindor lost or that she'd be injured during the game. And she wasn't sure how that would go since the hospital wing had been emptied with the goblins... sigh
She filled her cup back up with water and downed her third cup, she really needed to stop drinking so much but her mouth kept going dry, the thought of the bathroom made her push away the pitcher so that she would not fill her glass a fifth time.
Ronnie walked into the Great Hall, smiling brightly as she made her way to her table. She was in a really great mood. Mostly because today was the Qudditch match and Gryffindor would be playing! She had her whole outfit on to wear at the game and made a giant poster, as always.
As she reached the table, she saw Mack sitting all alone looking...odd. She tilted her head to the side, studying her and then made her way over to the girl. Mack was probably nervous about the game. She sat down on the bench beside her.
"Hey, Mack." she said.
"You nervous?" she asked, putting an arm around the girl to comfort her.