I wish Juice just realised that even though his dad was black, that rule was made a long time ago and times have changed and the club is his family. They wouldn’t have kicked him out just becasue his absentee father was black.
He should have had more faith in the club, and now it’s all fucked
Annd, becasue my brothers ginger some guys were telling him he look like Ron Weasley (not as an insult, just a comment) and one of the shouted Wingardium leviosa at him and my brother was like ‘NO! Ron doesn’t know that spell. Hermione knows that but Ron doesn’t! more like Expeliarmus!’ - never been prouder.
Then about 5 minutes later when I went up to talk to him they all shouted Expelliarmus as me.
When I was 5 some big kids (and when I say ‘big kids, I mean like 14-16 yrs old) were hanging out in the primary school pitches behind my house, so me my brother and our friend went into the school to annoy them. We were like hiding behind a wall and bopping up to shout stuff at them (ie Idiot, ugly, spotty - generic insults from a 5 years old) and they started throwing stuff at us, but we were behind a wall so they weren’t hitting us. My brother and his friend kept bopping up and managed to dodge the stones so I tried it and one hit me right in the head.
I don’t really remember much after that. I remember not crying, like it wasn’t sore (or I was just in shock). And I remember ALOT of blood all over my face. and I remember my brother being really worried and I felt bad for making him sad and my mum and dad panicking when we got home but i mean, WTF?! I don’t think anyone of them intended on hitting me but who the fuck throws stones at a little girl.