26 november 1997.

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[Private to Gryffindors, Hufflepuffs & Ravenclaws]

What the fuck happened today? Why has no one Is it JUST A GAME now, Abbott That was not a match. That was... I don't even know. It was disgusting and barbaric and uncivilised.

Ginny, everyone all right?

Comments

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[astronomybound]

But now we see what Slytherin actually needs to win matches. Referees who are biased towards them. But whatever that was played today wasn't Quidditch, at least for Slytherin.

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[footery]

Obviously they can't win a match the right way. The way it's supposed to be played and won.

Stephen

[astronomybound]

When have they ever? They've always played like that, only Hooch called them on it and so they couldn't do whatever the hell they wanted. We have to fly smarter than them when we play. Shouldn't be hard, look at who they've got on their team.

They've managed to take away everything. We don't even have QUIDDITCH. I don't know if I can stand to be around people tonight so don't be surprised if you don't see me.

Stephen/Mandy

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Smarter, yeah. We'll be fine as long as they don't referee our matches.

You can't keep running from everything.

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[ravenscorner]

What a load of bollocks.

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[gin_up]

Yeah, we'll be alright. Eventually.

This is war.

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[kirkeoff]

You just described most of the Slytherins right there.