It was a shame, Theodore thought that he would be able to play Quidditch this year. He'd seen no reason to try out for the Quidditch team since he was only here for a year and while he might generally be deemed a harbinger of chaos, he was just too competitive as well. Messing with a team's balance wouldn't affect them very nicely so he'd just have to settle for watching the games and cheering his house on. That was going to be weird. Although he did hear there was a Quidditch Club, he'd also seen no point if they weren't playing games against the house teams. Such a shame. He might miss flying a little though, which is how he found himself on the Quidditch Pitch, broom in hand. It was a quiet morning, perhaps a little too early for most students but Theo had always had more energy than most. He climbed onto his broom and kicked off, going for a lazy pace as he circled the Pitch.
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