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Apr 25, 2006 00:03

Week Name/Date/Time: A Moment's Peace/Tuesday 4th October, 2005, 6.30pm
Location: Grounds/Quidditch Pitch
Open To: Dustin
Currently Involving: Letty, Dustin



Letty walked towards the Quidditch field, dragging her broom along. She was having trouble with it, it was quite awkward to carry and it kept banging into the back of her legs as she walked, or else ti was dragging along the ground.

'Great.' Letty thought, 'if I can't even carry my broom there, how the hell am I supposed to be able to play quidditch?' Letty was in a bad mood again and had convinced herself that she wouldn't be able to do this. She was ok at flying generally, though she would probably be a bit rusty as she hadn't done it for a while. Quidditch, as Letty had discovered was a lot more than just flying, it was catching, and watching things and thinking ahead and paying attention and all sorts of things Letty wasn't particularly good at.

Letty approached the edge of the Quidditch pitch and flopped down onto the grass, waiting for Dustin. She watched the clouds passing over head and began to wonder what exactly she thought she was doing...

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