 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ Claimed by Bits ❤️ ~ Queen of Typos ❄ Magical Mosh Pit ❄
Brody many a time sometimes made trips to the lower levels, to the Games and Sport department to be exact. Aside from DIMC, level seven was his favourite. All the cool sportsy things happened there. Not to mention he was friends with a lot of the department's employees. Today, his uncle happened to have forgotten lunch since Lucas left for work earlier - something to do with the Under 17 Quidditch League - and his aunt had tasked Brody with getting lunch to Lucas. So here Brody was, minding his own business when suddenly he was enveloped in sudden darkness.
“What the…?” It was as though he had gone blind. Instinctively, the Coordinator reached for his wand. But at the moment his hand touched the holster, he froze. Was that… was that growling? |