07-14-2018, 02:09 PM
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| Tristan Darcy, Wigtown Wanderers Seeker ∞ 17 | RP entrepreneur | defies gravity | Miss George is flawless | blanket burrito lyfe Nerves. Nerves, nerves, nerves.
Being at Hogwarts was...a wild feeling. Mostly everyone he knew had came here. Els, Linc and Charlie. The good people. His friend, his brother and his wife. And he hadn't. So it definitely felt strange to be on this turf when his whole education had been at the British Quidditch Academy.
Or was it just that Tristan was overall a bundle of nerves when he was off a broom?
He followed Mrs Culloden on the stage, and raised a hand in greeting to the small crowd. "Hi. Uh... hi. I'm uh... Tristan. Tristan Darcy. You...might know me? I guess? Maybe? Probably? I'm a seeker. And uh.... hi???" He'd only agreed to this because Charlie had wanted to bring Bethie with them to see the castle today and they were somewhere around.
Nerves.
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