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Setting

Date:
February, 2019
Season:
Summer
School Status:
Tallygarunga: Term One, VMU: Summer Break

House Points

Sturt
0
Flinders
0
Spencer
0
Bourke
0
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25 year old Halfbreed Veela ☆ She/Her

Early evening was Holly’s favorite time to run. The pitch was empty for the most part; she looked up on one of her circuits and saw a few students practicing their flying. She had heard that Quidditch would be starting up again very soon. This meant that she would have to find somewhere else to run at times. This wasn’t to say that she wouldn’t be coming out and cheering on Sturt when they played, of course she would. They were here house, her extended family in some cases.

This wasn’t something she would openly say to any of them though. As a rule Sturts weren’t known for being people who lived with their hearts of their sleeves or emotions open for everyone in the world too view. This was, she assumed, the main reason she had been sorted into that house instead of the others. She had never been one to show people what was going on underneath the surface.

Well, with the exception of Clive. But he was a ferret, a more troublesome that usual ferret. The little stripped bandit had a habit of stealing things that belonged to other students and using them for both play things and bedding. More than once she had found someone homework in the small trunk he called a bed.  Chewed, peed on and hand various other things done too it. There was something that time in her third year where he had taken a liking to chewing wands. Her wand had been no exception to this rule.

The furry marauder was currently chasing her around the Qudditch pitch. As with all ferrets, Clive was not a fan of warm weather but liked to be near his human, doing whatever she did. So prior to her run she had placed a few bowels of cool water around and several of his cooled blankets so that he could rest for a while before taking up the chase again.

It was on her forth lap around when she almost collided with the tail end of a broom. It was entirely her fault, not only had she put headphones in that was playing some lively music to jog to but she’s turned her head to check on Clive.

As she turned to head back she saw the tail of the broom floating in her path, quickly she attempted to duck underneath the offending item only to miss one of her own steps and go skidding. Instinctively she grabbed the end of the broom to try and stop herself somersaulting into a pile.

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