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Early mornings were pretty isolated on the quidditch pitch, he kind of liked that about the school, got up early enough you didn't have to see people. Taking a deep breath of the cold air he pulled the hood of his sweat shirt up over his head. He needed to work on his ankle mobility, months in a cast and a few herbal or magical potions to promote healing and he was almost as good as new.
Walking a few yards out and then moving back in toward the edge of the pitch he began stretching. He'd had to stretch more often than he used to but he did it anyways. After pulling his legs up and down a few times he set off along the edge of the pitch and started at an extremely light jog. He would have to build up to the hard miles he had been doing prior to his accident.
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