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Sept 7, 2007 22:47:56 GMT -5
Post by Harry Potter on Sept 7, 2007 22:47:56 GMT -5
Oliver Wood found himself up at the crack of dawn. He couldn't sleep. He had been revising Quidditch plans and tactics all night, the big game was tomorrow. He wanted to win the Cup again; he trusted Harry to catch the snitch but he knew that the other houses had good chasers this year and if he couldn't live up to his own standards, there was a chance his team would lose.
With a sigh, he continued to walk around. Noone seemed to be up, even the breakfast wasn't out. He needed something to take his mind off the game, but didn't want to disturb anyone.
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