Yeah, so I took some advice. Checked out my room. Fucking destroyed. My spare money is gone. All of my shit is up ended. Best of all... my trunk with all my quidditch gear the Arrows paid for is gone. Yeah, the custom sized chest plate and shoulder pads. Gone. WHAT THE FUCK!
Even better, someone searched Chrissy's stuff. FUCKING awesome
If you don't hear from me, it because I found the fucker, caught him and killed his ass and am living on the run.