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StarShine · 06-29-2013, 08:59 PM

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Originally Posted by lemon

"They.. won't die, I think. Really, those things only happen to the super accident prone. I've never gotten worse than a bump on the head and a fall off my broom." Because she was careful. "It also kind of depends on what position you play. There are lots of factors." Alice tried giving him a reassuring smile and offering another slug. "No one died today, see? They're all just fine."

He'd get used to it soon, she hoped.

Luckily no one died. Forrest didn't even want to think of someone dying. But she just thought no one would die--he shuddered again. Really. He was intimidated by her Gryffindorness as well as her age, and he didn't want to push her with his whining, but this was also the last game he ever attended.

Slug. Yes. He wanted. He chewed it peacefully as he thought of football and how peaceful it was. The worst thing was, you could get a broken leg, and that happened once out of 100 games or so.

Wizards... disapproval. Muggles... fierce nod.

"But how did you survive if you fell off your broom?" he exclaimed, worrying for her all of a sudden too. He had definitely aged 10 years there, and he was only 12.

06-29-2013, 08:59 PM	#269 (permalink)
StarShine DoM Kappa Join Date: Mar 2009 Location: Cell culture hood Posts: 13,005 Hogwarts RPG Name: Mona Deandra Hellmann Gryffindor First Year x5 x6	¼ of the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pls Quote: Originally Posted by lemon "They.. won't die, I think. Really, those things only happen to the super accident prone. I've never gotten worse than a bump on the head and a fall off my broom." Because she was careful. "It also kind of depends on what position you play. There are lots of factors." Alice tried giving him a reassuring smile and offering another slug. "No one died today, see? They're all just fine." He'd get used to it soon, she hoped. Luckily no one died. Forrest didn't even want to think of someone dying. But she just thought no one would die--he shuddered again. Really. He was intimidated by her Gryffindorness as well as her age, and he didn't want to push her with his whining, but this was also the last game he ever attended. Slug. Yes. He wanted. He chewed it peacefully as he thought of football and how peaceful it was. The worst thing was, you could get a broken leg, and that happened once out of 100 games or so. Wizards... disapproval. Muggles... fierce nod. "But how did you survive if you fell off your broom?" he exclaimed, worrying for her all of a sudden too. He had definitely aged 10 years there, and he was only 12.