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Macavity
Simon had nearly stumbled and fell more then once as he ran seeing as it wasn't easy running in their condition. If he hadn't been in a rush he might have stopped and dried himself off a little more, but turning and seeing Jacob right on his tail made him work his darndest to continue on. Maybe he could prove once and for all that just because he won last term's quidditch championship that he wasn't always the best in everything.
That would be something seeing as they always seemed to be challenging each other.
Thankfully Vindictus' office was out on the grounds and not up in one of the towers making the distance longer and more perilous for the two giving chase. Hitting the area around the pitch and their final destination, Simon sprinted the last few feet still clunching the hat. The seventh year stopping short just inches away from the door ready to knock once he caught his breath.
Jacob kept moving his feet, still catching up on the Gryffindor.
He saw the Quidditch pitch as he and Simon kept they race to the Quidditch Officials office. And there it was the office, waiting for them. But Jacob still didn't have the hat, and vindictus would yell at him.
Simon started to slow... but Jacobs feet wouldn't stop. It was so cold that the brakes had frozen, and Jacob couldn't stop
And once His body hit not only Simon, but the door as well, it broke down beneath both their weights. And he fell with it.
Jacob looked into the office, and then back into the ground, panting heavily.
"Oops."