 open for all players of any teams, and any staffers, and ghosts, and... and.... lives in a hobbit hole || Ern and Touz's Nuzzle || roflysst || looking at a seed packet
Oh.
My.
Backflipping.
Billywigs.
The LAST thing Bel had expected was to walk into the locker room and see, strewn EVERYWHERE, Quidditch uniforms from all the teams. Except... were they from all the teams? What was up with the colours??? Orange? Purple? And an eye-burning lime? Bel blinked and then stared around in shock. The lockers were all hanging open too. She stooped over and picked up the nearest jersey in a shocking orange, with Ashburry-Hawthorne emblazoned across the back.
.... what had happened here????
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