A celebration tent? OOOH CELEBRATION. And he heard there were cakes! Yummy, he was huuuungraaaaaay from watching all the Quidditch. Beh, he should've brought at least chocolate. He set his foot into the tent and his eyes first set onto ... well... WILLOW, and the blue dood she was piggy-backing on. Wait, whut? That wasn't possible. Hmm. NO WAY. She probably had a twin sister and she never even told him! Then again, she was wearing her Quidditch outfit.

This could mean only one thing... SHE MUST'VE BROKE UP WITH DOM (he seeeeeriously thought they were going out). Ah it all fit! Willow, angry that the Huffies won, broke up with the Dominator, thus causing her to finally realize that ... wait it was that Plymouth dood? He didn't know the guy. The guy was a stranger to him. This meant moar danger.

Buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut at least she was happy, RIGHT??

"Willow, you LOOK AWESOME," he said and clapped his hands wildly, "Heh, I'm glad you two are laik togetherrrrrr." He made his way to DrownerWoman aka Issy and whispered into her ears, yet a little loud enough for Willow to hear. "Pssst, don't they make a good couple??" WELL AS LONG AS IT WASN'T DOM, he was FUIIINE with it!

He stared at the Slytherin cake. Ugh. He looked away from it. It only reminded him of his utter failure as Seeker.