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Miss A Quidditch Practice Or Otherwise Die
I realized that now I was completely S-C-R-E-W-E-D for Life? Oh, why, oh, why, Couldn't I think of wearing clothing at all times?
Fear Of Falling
I could see the ground, looming below me. And I knew the only choice now was to fall
Pain Pain Pain, Oh Bloody Pain
The pain was practically searing through my ribcage. I was almost positive that passing out was somewhere near in my future. Each breath hurt, no each breath was a war.
Give Me A Chance, One Chance.
I loved the way the grass tickled the top of my feet, and around my ankles. I shivered the conditions were perfect for flying, although I was taking a risk.
I thought I told You Not To Scream.
A hand covered my mouth, making it impossible for me to utter a single sound.
You Wood be there
Things Just Get even more complicated
Wood has an idea
"Become mates?" I looked at him oddly. Why the hell should I become his mate?
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