Broken Bone Healers G1 Backstory Closed

Clark was just minding his business, wandering across the terrain as he looked around. He was wearing a nice neon yellow shirt and neon green shorts. As far as he was aware, it was just a nice, pristine day in where no one was set to bother him. No gods hated him. He would return to the Quidditch Pitch after TWO YEARS, back to the sport he started off with his first year at Hogwarts.

Honestly, it amazes him how no one was aiming for a tiny humanoid figure riding around. Granted, he was the chaser, but still! Why did no one want to hit him? Any way it goes, Clark was still part of the winning team.

Hufflepuff hit its prime then, but honestly, Clark felt that since he left to join duelling, it went downhill. That was just a personal opinion of his, because he wasn’t directly involved. Of course, now that he isn’t dueling, he feels the same about it!

Everything's better when Clark is around.

Clark walked past the box with the bludger, snitch and quaffle in it, and he stared at the ugly school broom along the bench before he decided he would just pretend it wasn’t there. With his back turned to the bludger tools, and with him being about 30 feet away, he began doing jumping jacks and sang out loud.