 Help us we're a bunch of letters stuck in this box !!
Tag had just dismounted and was heading for the professionals, hoping for a signed photo, when Marco started yelling something about his broom. Holding up his bat as a shield, Tag backed away. "Whoa whoa whoa, there, Denver! Haven't you played Quidditch before? That's tough breaks, buddo. Bludgers happen." He sidled towards Jack Langley, just in case Marco decided to try anything. If he was lucky, the Hufflepuff would take a hit and benefit them later in the season.
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His glass is half-empty. And it's not what he ordered. |