What if Dumbledore had opened Hogwarts to Muggle technology and now everyone has a phone and social media accounts?
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theo spur of the moment I guess
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@goldenboy: wait what? When did this happen?
@weaslette: after the game, they just kinda ran to each other I guess...
@mionegranger: ummm guys I actually need your help...
@blaizabini: yeah me too...
3 hours ago
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ATHENA's POV
Today was quidditch day and as usual it was against Gryffindor. I wasn't that ecstatic to say the least, I hated going at it with Harry. As much as he was a sweetheart in real life, he was a monster of a seeker.
I looked at their table and they were surrounding a very glum Ron. I was about to walk towards them, "Stark? You ready?" our captain called. I sighed and nodded, wiping my mouth from any crumbs I stood up. I passed my boys who just arrived and sat with Draco. Kissing both their cheeks and ignoring Draco and his dog I walked away.
I stood by the edge of the pitch and I was nervous. The last I played as a seeker was when Draco had that accident in third year and after that I played keeper with him by my side. I had always had this inkling to Quidditch because of Draco. At first it was because of house pride but after that I just loved seeing his face whenever I did something good.
But now I was still playing because of him but he was still missing. I sighed and shook my head, our captain called us up to walk to the pitch and I exhaled deeply and begun walking. I was about to reach the grounds of the actual pitch when someone held me back.
I turned around and saw a pair of grey eyes looking at me. I froze and my mouth hung open. He removed his hold from me and looked down. I breathed in, "What?" I asked. I saw him flinch, I sighed. "What is it Malfoy? I have a game to win because you decided not to play all of a sudden."
He eventually looked at me and I couldn't read him again. Getting annoyed I scoffed, I turned back around. "Stark..." my breath hitched as I heard his voice. I closed my eyes shut. "Look at me." I laughed bitterly.
"You've got some nerve to tell me what to do." I scoffed. "Please..." I heard him whisper. My shoulders sagged and I looked back. I raised an eyebrow, "Good luck. I know you'll do great but, beat some arse." He said.
I smirked at him, "I always do." And with that I clenched my broom and hastily walked away. I reached the team and my heart was beating so hard and the game hasn't even started.
