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Oh, if I didn't have a time getting to my seat! It's a right funny story, actually, and I think that Carl is calm enough to allow me to tell it while the teams do a few warm-up laps, so here we go.
Yeah, so I had to look for something -- I think it was my portable quill, actually -- and I ended up at the tail end of all of the Gryffindors running up the stairs towards our box. I opened up Carl to write an entry while I waited, as the line was taking forever, and I noticed that I missed Smith yacking up on his shoes, but that's not important to the story.
So I'm waiting there in the queue, and I even manage to write enough to be considered a decent entry, and as I end up finally getting to the platform, some berk shoves me forward and not only does a bunch of ink splash into my eye, but I accidentally stabbed Carl! Well, you would've thought I was some sort of delectable Natter treat, because the bloody thing almost ate my face off! Someone was nice enough to guide me over to a seat (there was actually a seat left, but it was by the Creeveys; bless them, they might make my ear bleed by the end of the match), but it took Carl some considerable spine-petting and cooing for him to finally open up, but when I did, the page was ripped out! It makes sense, I suppose, as there's a pile of ripped paper at my feet.
Anyway, good luck to both of the teams! I haven't seen either Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw in play yet, so this should be interesting. After this game, I'll form a bias. Well, I think. We'll see!
Yeah, so I had to look for something -- I think it was my portable quill, actually -- and I ended up at the tail end of all of the Gryffindors running up the stairs towards our box. I opened up Carl to write an entry while I waited, as the line was taking forever, and I noticed that I missed Smith yacking up on his shoes, but that's not important to the story.
So I'm waiting there in the queue, and I even manage to write enough to be considered a decent entry, and as I end up finally getting to the platform, some berk shoves me forward and not only does a bunch of ink splash into my eye, but I accidentally stabbed Carl! Well, you would've thought I was some sort of delectable Natter treat, because the bloody thing almost ate my face off! Someone was nice enough to guide me over to a seat (there was actually a seat left, but it was by the Creeveys; bless them, they might make my ear bleed by the end of the match), but it took Carl some considerable spine-petting and cooing for him to finally open up, but when I did, the page was ripped out! It makes sense, I suppose, as there's a pile of ripped paper at my feet.
Anyway, good luck to both of the teams! I haven't seen either Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw in play yet, so this should be interesting. After this game, I'll form a bias. Well, I think. We'll see!