Quickly, Teatime directed his broom downwards, and dove out of the way. Sometimes he was irritated by the slow response brooms tended to have, but...putting that out of mind, he focused instead on not getting pummeled to death by a flying ball of doom.
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Date: 2006-03-26 07:58 pm (UTC)