Professional Twirler Mourned and Missed
As the last frog vanished, Patroclus re-holstered his wand, and gently massaged his shoulder. He had whacked some powerful swings
Returning to his desk, the Lion Prefect packed up his belongings shouldered his leather book bag and headed towards the door, "Thanks for the active lesson Sir," he grinned, "It was nice to get the blood pumping, see you later!"
Spotting the chocolates as he neared the door, Patroclus went to take one, then rethought it, he had just worked up and apetite, but perhaps a healty lunch would be better.
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