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Drabble #17 - Sweet Tooth
Katie skipped into the Great Hall after Quidditch Practice that day, despite the shortness in her breath, the bruised ribs, the aching thighs and the sharp pain in her shoulder blades. She was accustomed to them by now, anyway. Oliver was a slave driver, but at least he always let them leave in time for afternoon tea.
She remembered a time when he had not allowed them to leave until tea was over. He had gotten a Quaffle thrown at him from an irate second year Katie.
“So I like sweets, sue me.” She had told him with a smile. |