As Thomas continued to walk and converse with Mr. Jameshill, he suddenly found himself walking straight into a body. Jumping with an ‘umf’, Thomas took a step back and narrowed his eyes toward the figure, “Mr. Turner?” He asked, not entirely sure who Turner was – though he’d heard the name a few times throughout the evening.
“Where’s… erm…” Great time to forget the others, Thomas, “The other one? And where’d the others go off to? Have you moved?”
It then dawned on the chaser that he had, in fact, been walking in circles with Mr. Jameshill. Great.
He really was useless at anything but quidditch.
“Where’s… erm…” Great time to forget the others, Thomas, “The other one? And where’d the others go off to? Have you moved?”
It then dawned on the chaser that he had, in fact, been walking in circles with Mr. Jameshill. Great.
He really was useless at anything but quidditch.