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Originally Posted by
Lissy Longbottom 
As Cale sat on his broom, floating in midair waiting for someone to pass him the Quaffle or even acknowledge that he was there, he felt something weird in his stomach. Kind of like he was going to be sick. No, that wasn't what it was...it was something worse.
Oh for the love of Merlin!
Groaning, he wrapped an arm across his stomach, using his free hand to cover his nose from the overwhelming smell that was now suspended in the air all around him. This was sick and embarrassing...and Anna was RIGHT THERE! That was it, he could never show his face in public again after this. Why oh why did Vindictus do this to them? What was with the professors these days? Did they get kicks out of bodily functions gone haywire?
Okay, so they were right in the middle of a Quidditch game, but Anna wasn't too busy at the moment. Or, at least. not too busy to go purposely fly near Cale. She streered her broomstick so that it would make turn around in the opposite direction, and she zoomed off down the pitch...right towards Cale.
As she got closer and closer, she noticed that Cale looked...uncomfortable. Was he hurt? Did he get hit by a bludger? Oh, no! Anna zommed faster and faster, intent on finding out what the problem was. She zig-zagged on her broom, dodging a few flyers who were darting around nearby. Finally, she was close enough to tell that Cale did seem to be okay...
...but Merlin...she could see now why he seemed to be so uncomfortable. Someone flying very near to him seemed to be wearing...old, musty socks...or something like that!