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Marcus didn't answer for almost a whole minute. If he did he knew he'd say something he might regret. Like, 'do I fucking look okay?' or.. well, something equally as unpleasant. So he bit his tongue and caught his breath before sitting up to better look upon who he just rescued.

How was it that in the past few days he had already rescued now two witches? Was this going to be a new fucking trend?

Marcus leaned over a drawn up knee and ran a hand through his hair.

"Yeah, yeah..." and he hated asking but he did sort of want to make sure. "You're fine though? The charms on that thing have been getting wonky, turned it into a bludger more than a quaffle."

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