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Dominic Chambers (knowhow) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Dominic and OPEN
Dominic had owled everyone the site he'd found for their somewhat haphazard Quidditch game. It was only a few minutes walk from Ottery St Catchpole, an area both rural and magical enough that Dominic didn't think they'd have to worry about being seen. He'd put up a few Muggle-Repelling Charms, just in case. The 'pitch' had been trickier, but he'd manage to transfigure some serviceable hoops at each end. The balls he'd bought, happy to discover that there were snitches available which were designed not to fly too far — exactly for this kind of situation. It might mean Richard had a relatively easy time of it, but Dominc was more worried about losing a normal snitch entirely and not knowing it, or else the risk of a wayward snitch being discovered by some muggle.

By the time everything was ready, it was twenty to three and Dominic fetched his broom from where he'd rested it against a nearby tree, thinking he'd get a few laps in to warm up before everyone started arriving.