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Winner Winner

Maeko Burke had a lighter air about her than she’d had in weeks—months maybe, or even years, if she were being really honest. Watching the league match, explaining the particulars of the sport to Oz—who was venturing cautiously out of the Puppy Shack for the first time since the attack—put Maeko right back on the Hogwarts Pitch, at ease atop her broom as she towered above the rest of the world for a little while. She smoked a cigarette in the small smoking balcony she’d ducked out to while she reminisced fondly, only belatedly noticing the person who’d drifted to her side. Maeko gave them a nod of greeting and said, “Haven’t caught a match since school…you?”

Post Quidditch

“Are you kidding me right now? That’s your shining example? Everyone knows the ’94 Cup was rigged!” Val exclaimed, throwing up their hands. “So please, save yourself further embarrassment by removing your head from your asshole and admitting that every single one of the Tarapoto Tree-Skimmers could fly circles around these clowns…”