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quiet murmurs and laughter surrounded the hufflepuff as he sat at his house’s table in the great hall, porridge sliding down his face and landing on his copy of the daily prophet with a SPLAT! he didn’t look back at the slytherins who snickered and left pointed fingers in their wake, but instead lifted his newspaper and did his best to shake off the bits of slimy oats that coated the front page. he opened it and continued reading, disregarding the warm spots all over his head and the front of his robes. “the holyhead harpies are looking for a replacement seeker. that’s pretty cool.”
𝙰𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚜𝚒𝚡𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛, 𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚔 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚕𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚜, “𝙷𝚎𝚢! 𝚆𝚑𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚊 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔? 𝙸 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚗𝚜.”
