#including at one point swinging so hard I dislocated my shoulder and it remains a little fucked up to this day

[kazieka]

sometimes i wonder if im just being a huge bitch about my biological grandma (bc most of my family thinks so) so I just imagine writing out an AITA post and realize how fucking stupid it all sounds and feel better about myself. i didn’t meet her until I was 4 because she didn’t like how my parents did discipline so she called cps about it. she used to bait her ex husband into hitting her so she could cry to her friends and when he refused she would go and doctor her face with eyeshadow and pretend he hit her anyway. when my mom came out she said and I quote “i hope you never see your kids again, they should hate the militant lesbian bitch you’ve become” like hm maybe I deserve an award for not setting her on fire actually

[slytherin-puffskein]

The King’s Secret Side

Modified version of an rp I wrote with @thecursedvaultchild

Summary: Smith, Slytherin’s old Chaser, is back and ready to get his spot back now occupied by Summer Charn.

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Today was Quidditch practise day, and even though the next official match was months away, that in no way prevented Lau from being his bossy captain self. When it came to Quidditch, the kind, generous boy would entirely vanish to introduce instead a completely different person: one who strived to win, and nothing else.

Sure, his teammates' health was his main priority, but he would never miss the opportunity to correct someone about their posture or their playing method... not that any complained about that. Laurent was good, and no one doubted why Snape had chosen him as the captain. It was as if he was made for being a leader, and the team absolutely loved him. Comradeship was at it's best ever since Smith had been forced to leave the team due to his sprained ankle. His replacement, Summer Charn, would cast a ray of sunshine over the shadow Smith has been happily spreading out, and with that darkness now gone, everything was heaven-like... a heaven which included her snogging their Keeper, but oh well. 

"C'mon, Avery! You almost missed that Quaffle! Miller, stop swinging your bat so hard, you're going to dislocate your own damn shoulder!" Lau called out to his players, attempting to keep some order in the pitch.

The silver-haired Chaser whipped by the Keeper's goal, chuckling as she snatched up the Quaffle from Avery's hands and did a barrel roll around the demanding captain. Flying is fun! Though she'd be hard pressed to admit it, Summer had been thoroughly enjoying the past few months, playing Quidditch with the team. Her flying skills had improved as well as her dexterity. And she was just happier overall. Avery was definitely a plus. "Calm down, Lau. We've been practicing for hours. You're killing us." Movement on the ground caught her eye and her face darkened. "We've got company coming."

"The harder we practise, the better we get! Come on, no slacking, especially for you, Williams!" The other beater let out a dramatical gasp, and suddenly Lau noticed that Summer's smile had vanished... and he quickly understood why as he registered his friend’s last sentence. We've got company coming. 

That only meant one thing... and as Lau dared to look down, he saw what he has been fearing: Jeremy Smith, fully healed and ready to claim back his spot as a lousy Chaser. Swiftly, Lau landed right next to the younger man, dismounting his broom and forcing a smile to appear on his lips. Do not let him know you crashed into him on purpose. "Hello, Smith. I see that you don't need crutches anymore."

The fourth year puffed up his chest and tried to be as tall as possible so he and the sixth year were at eye level. Not that it really worked but it was important that he tried. It's time to reclaim what's mine and I won't take no for an answer. "Yeah, no thanks to you, Captain. I was lucky Pomfrey was able to heal me after months of work." He cracked a grin. "But I'm good now. Ready to take my spot back on the team and lead us to victory. Thanks for keeping my spot warm for me like a summer day, Charn." He looked over King's shoulder to wink at the hovering girl. Hot and I'm totally gonna get her. After I get her out of my spot, of course. Not like she doesn't prefer watching anyway.

Just as Lau feared: Smith was back, and ready to take back his spot. Upon hearing the boy’s words, he had to hold back from grimacing and did his best to focus, even though right now his dearest wish was to get away from him. He opened his mouth to gently turn him down, but then the wink came. Not a teasing wink like the ones Avery would make, but a gross, disgusting one, that basically showed one thing: he was considering Summer as some sort of trophy to claim for himself, and nothing else.

Straight men, some of them are truly terrible. Laurent raised an eyebrow, staring as the young boy attempted to make himself look intimidating. However, he was more similar to an angry baby kneazle... although less cute. Way less. "You sure you can come back, Smith? After all, maybe you're rusty from months of not training... you know the saying, ‘Slytherins only take the best of the best’, and Summer largely improved her technique. Sometimes, Avery isn't even able to catch the Quaffle..." 

And never has Smith been able to score during training sessions, not even once. Summer's face was flushed pink with embarrassment and discomfort. This twerp thought he could just waltz right in and take what she had worked so hard on, dismiss her out of hand while flirting with her. Smith took her face as a blush and sure sign she liked him. He stood up straighter. "Avery could never catch the Quaffle when I played. Besides that's my spot. I made it onto the team, Charn didn't. She's just a backup and would rather watch, isn't that right?" He didn't wait for a response. "Besides, she's only on the team at all because she's your friend, King, and is snogging your stupid Keeper. She gets around and that's how she took my place. I'm the one with talent, now give me my spot back!"

Lau couldn't help but take a step, towering over the feeble player and folding his arms against his chest, displaying his muscles which were much more developed than Smith's. Attempting to intimidate him, maybe ? If you knew Lau enough, you could easily tell that it was the case. He titled his head, sightly, and raised an eyebrow. 

"I didn't let Summer in for the sake of it, Smith. I tested her, and then saw she had potential. She decided to work on it and to become the player she is today. I only was her helper, I told her she could step off whenever she wanted... and she didn't" Soon enough, he was leaning towards the fourth-year, smiling. "And as much as I recall," he whispered into his ear. "you cried during the first training session because of how hard it was. Summer never shed a tear no matter how many pushups I told her to make."

The smaller boy couldn't help the step he took back. But his face contorted into a cruel snarl. That was it. "I don't know what Snape sees in you. You're talentless and a fag. I don't what kind of Muggle thought it'd be funny call themselves 'Kings' but you sure aren't good enough to be with us who were born into magic. Avery is a slacker who's barely not thickheaded enough to fall off his twig he calls a broom. Charn is a whore who wheedles her way into whatever she wants. She's got you tied around her pinky finger." Jeremy pushed up onto his tiptoes to get face to face with him. "And at least I don't cry over my dead Muggle mother."

Following Smith’s hateful words, the Quidditch pitch fell into silence, and even Avery who usually always comes up with scathing comments in situations like these had no idea of what to say. All gazes were fixed on the Captain and the old Chaser, breaths held back as everyone was waiting for Laurent's answer.

The Captain was being oddly silent, his face expressionless, and for a short moment Avery thought he might just walk away and try to gather himself in the lockers. However, he was gravely mistaken as a glimmer had now passed through Laurent's eyes. Not a sparkle, not a glint. A glimmer. Small, wavering... but preluding to something much bigger. While Laurent was supposed to scream, to cry, to run away, he smiled. A small smile, which revealed dimples. "I'm not sure I heard you quite well, Smith" He took a step forward. "Would you mind..." Leaning down to face him, reminding him of just how short, how weak he is. "Saying it again?"

Summer wanted to say something. But nothing came out. Her hand went for Ave's and she squeezed it for dear life. He... Smith had just said all of that. It was unbelievable. Even Snape would have snapped at that talk. The tension was palpable. Summer could only watch, eyes wide. The smile on Lau's face was... terrifying. For once, she had no idea what he was going to do.

Jeremy shoved him back. "You heard me." He pointed at Avery. "Dumb." He pointed at Charn. "Whore." And he pressed his finger into King's chest. "Talentless fag who still has nightmares about mummy dying."

As soon as Smith's finger pressed against his chest, Laurent immediately grabbed his wrist. Squeezing it. Crushing it. No matter how small and gentle Lau seemed, he remained the Captain of the Quidditch team, and he earned that spot for reasons, including relentless training. Forcefully, he pushed Smith's arm down, tightening his grip around his wrist as he stared down at him. 

"I'm wounded, Smith. I thought you liked your team and acted like a total ass to hide it, but it turns out that it isn't the case. I'm heartbroken, truly" He brought his other hand to his chest, sticking out his bottom lip and pretending to look truly devastated... but soon enough, he reverted back to his hard, cold stare. "I'm going to give you one, I repeat one, chance to take your things and get the fuck away. If you do, no one will know that you acted like a pissy crybaby because you couldn't get your spot back. I can be kind and not spread informations, sometimes"

The kid gasped in pain, weakly struggling against the powerful grip of the Seeker. Summer let go of Avery and sped towards the ground. She jumped off, running over and grabbed Lau's shoulder, panic rising in her eyes. "Lau. Lau, listen to me. This ball of Doxy droppings isn't worth it. Lau, you could be expelled. He's learned his lesson. Just let him go and forget him and we can just go back to Quidditch practice." Her voice was somewhat desperate and uncertain but pleading. "Shove off, you whore! Always interfering where you don't belong. You can't try and put me in detention, you slutty prefect!" Blue-green eyes widen and she stumbles back a little, letting go of Lau.

Whore. Slutty prefect. Smith could insult Laurent as often as he damn liked, King would always let it slide. But hearing him insult his friends? Insult Summer? That was clearly the final straw. Now, there wasn't a glimmer in his eyes anymore. Nor a sparkle or a glint. 

There was an entire storm. Soon enough, his upper lip pulled itself back into a snarl, and... he closed his eyes. No, no, calm down. Remember what Mom said. 'You often lose your tempter, Laulau. Take deep breaths and calm down'. Take deep breaths and calm down. Take your broom and shove it down his throat. Make him suffer and cry. His eyes snapped open, and he smiled again. Giggled, even. "Can't say I didn't give you a chance" And with that, he punched him on the face, feeling his nose crush under his knuckles. Crack

"GAH!" The spindly little kid landed flat on his back. Tears flooded down his cheeks as he sobbed in pain. There was blood everywhere. It gushed out of his broken nose and covered the ground. His wrinkled white shirt was stained with it. If Summer hadn't actually witnessed Lau punching Smith's face, she would have sworn that a curse like Sectumsempra had just been cast. But it hadn't. It was just the power of Lau's bare fist making contact with Smith's face.

He just did that. For me. Cold eyes coupled with a heartless giggle and smile... Ruthless. Utterly ruthless. A chill ran down her spine. For the first time, Summer truly understood what the Sorting Hat had seen and why it had placed him in Slytherin. She pitied those who crossed him.

Almost. 

"YOU FAG! I'M GOING TO GO TO THE HEADMASTER HIMSELF! I'M GOING TO GET MY SPOT BACK FROM STUPID CHARN!" The threat was pathetic considering it came from a child covered in his own tears and blood.

Laurent, however, barely reacted to Smith's words. Instead, he only stepped closer, crouching down and looking at what he just did. Not a hint of remorse was present in his eyes. His smile had vanished, however, only for his face to display a truly bored expression... as if he didn't have anything to do anymore, and that he was utterly disappointed by that. Gently, he threaded his fingers through Smith's hair, caressing them as if he were a friend. 

"And how will that look, hm ? 'Headmaster, I tried claiming back my Quidditch spot by calling my Captain a fag and calling the new Chaser a whore. Surprisingly enough, they both got angry at me'. Do you really think Dumbledore will be by your side ? I doubt it, Smith. And I told you, you just refused to listen: we, Slytherins, take the best of the best... and the best do not drag other people down to push themselves up. So remember that before you turn up to Dumbledore's office, because you might get dearly disappointed..."

He pulled his wand out of his boot, and tapped Smith's nose. "Episkey, happy now ? Now get up and get the fuck out before I get angry"

Smith spat out blood on the ground and just ran for the castle. He glanced behind him and tripped over his own robes. But just kept running. The whole team was staring in shock. Laurent Dorian King, one of the nicest and sweetest people to walk the planet, just did that. Some of them shifted their feet uneasily. Avery coughed a little. Charn's gaze quickly lost their shock and were narrowed carefully. Her eyes didn't leave him. Watching like a cat reassessing whether to attack or live another day. "Thanks, King." Her voice was quiet but heavy, carrying underlying meaning to it.

Laurent wasn't answering, however. Clenching his fists, then unclenching them, and clenching them again, he was trying to register what he just did. It happened naturally, without a second thought, and--

'All Slytherins are evil !' someone had once claimed during Transfiguration class. Lau had swore himself that he would never be like those assholes. He swore that he would be kind and generous... and now, this bullshit just happened. These few minutes during which he was the opposite of who he generally was. He felt sick. He felt disgusting... and as he turned to look at Summer, she could see the true terror in his eyes, spreading and spreading through his whole body and freezing him. 

"Ah-I... f-finish up the training. I have... stuff" And before anyone could say something, Lau had vanished, tears welling up in his eyes.

Avery snapped out and whirled around, bossing the other players. "C'mon! You heard the captain! Couple more rounds and then we'll hit the showers. Move it, move it! Get back on your broom, Miller!" He nodded at Summer, gesturing for her to go after Lau. She didn't need to be told twice. Snagging up his fallen broom, she hurried after the blur in the distance he was. 

She finally caught up to him in the locker room, standing there with his fists clenched, back to her. His shoulders were shaking. Carefully, she set his broom against a wall and made her way over to him, slipping an arm around his shoulders and gently rubbing them. And she said nothing. She would stay there as long as he needed.

He had wanted to spend some time alone, but... as he recognized the sound of Summer's footsteps, he couldn't bring himself to tell her to go away. He would have scolded Avery. He would have scolded anyone else in the goddamn team... but not Sum. Never Sum. He wouldn't handle chasing her away, no matter how bad the situation was.

Without a word, he let her get closer to him. Physically, obviously, but also psychologically. It was known that Laurent hated being seen while crying, and he had always managed to never be caught when shedding tears... and yet, there he was, opening crying right next to Summer with not even an ounce of shame. Dried blood decorated his knuckles, as well as his Quidditch gloves. A terrible sight, truly, at least to Lau. Because no matter how mean Smith was, he remained a child. A fourth year child. 

"I'm disgusting" he whispered.

Legilimens. She had gotten pretty good at casting the spell non-verbally. His mind was... stormy. Hard to read. Just glimpses and her own guesses. But it all pointed to one thing: he hates himself. "No. You're not. Smith is a prat who can't keep his mouth shut or his ego down. He had it coming." Her words were soft, warm. Like a light breeze floating off a lake through a summer's day. Gently, she pried the bloodied gloves off his fingers, setting them aside. Remembering the handkerchief she had tucked into her pocket, she pulled out and started cleaning off the blood. Casting Scourgify would've been faster but... he needed her. Not her magic. She could do that. Just be there. Be his friend. "You gave him a chance and he spat on it. He deserved it."

Deserved it? Did he truly deserve getting punched and threatened? How was that making Lau better than him, really? Could he really consider himself as a good and just Captain after pulling this sort of stunt? No, no way. I'm gonna resign, let Avery become the new Captain, and he'll find a new Seeker. End of the story. He truly considers that option for a short moment, feeling the coldness of his tears against his cheeks. I'm gonna quit. No one deserves a Captain like me. 

He squeezed his eyes shut, attempting to control his breathing as well as his emotions... without much success, quite frankly. This is pointless. Staring as Summer kept cleaning his hands, he sighed softly. "Why do you even bother...?" he whispered. "I saw how you were looking at me. You were afraid" He was too.

She shrugs. Her calmness was almost... scary, in a way. She was relaxed and chill about what had just happened. Shouldn't she be more tense? But she just kept wiping the blood off. "Just never seen your ruthless side before. Good to know it's there. Wouldn't want to be the poor soul crossing into it. But it hardly changes who you are." Her hand gently lifted his chin up so his eyes met hers. "You... You've seen what I've done. What I'm capable of. Dark magic and the like. But you still let me stick around. Why?" Summer's tone made it clear she already knew the answer; she just wanted to hear him say it. For whatever reason, that seemed important for this conversation to go forward.

You still let me stick around. Why? Of course she knew the answer, that was obvious for Lau... but the it naturally slipped from his lips anyway. He couldn't just say nothing. "Because I love you" 

Yes, he loved her. A different kind of love, of course, Summer was well aware of it. A love that pushed him to want to do anything in his power for her. To see her smile, to see her laugh, to see her being only happy and carefree, with nothing plaguing her. No Vaults in sight, no prats calling her a whore, just her being free and joyous. Seeing Summer like this, that was his biggest wish.

A smile parted her lips. "Exactly. That's why I 'bother' with you. You can't get rid of me very easily, King. I'm like a leech." She winked and snickered, leaning back on her hands. Instead of making a big deal about what just occurred, the girl seemed unconcerned. Like he had just fumbled catching the Snitch. Not like he had just punched a fourth year in the face.

"If you want to get all philosophical, we are all capable of good and bad. Now my definition of what's good and bad is looser than what others probably use. But the general principle still applies. We choose what we do. Your purpose outweighs the action. You were trying to end his bullying and protect us all. If you hadn't done something, who knows what he could've done next? I'm sure he knows lots of nasty curses that he'd be awful at casting and that wouldn’t have been good in the slightest. Lot more damage. And you stopped it. Controlled the situation. I'd call that a job well done." All of this came out like it was nothing, as if she was telling him about the cool bird she saw the other day. Not discussing deep morals and consequences of people's actions.

And at this very moment, Lau wondered who Summer Charn really was. Was she really that unfazed by Lau punching a younger kid in the face? Was she really that unaffected? It very seemed like so, and... it made Laurent somewhat confused. He had been raised under the rule that punches were bad, and now there was Charn, telling him that it was fine depending on the purpose. However, he found truth in her words: our purposes do direct our actions. He acknowledged that Summer's grey thinking was much more efficient than the usual black and white one. Slowly, his hand placed itself on hers, squeezing softly. "Thank you, Sum..."

"Don't mention it, Lau." She squeezed back, fingers interlocking with his. People all the time saw that and thought they were dating. But no. There was more to it. They were friends. Who loved each other deeply. They got each other. This boy with his strawberry hair and many freckles and sparkling eyes. The delighted sound he'd make holding a flower or cute creature. His nose wrinkling in disgust of Transfiguration. She'd kill for him. Wasn't sure if she'd ever said it before, but she would. Without hesitation. "Hey. You'd know I'd kill for you, right? Can't live in a world where those who hurt my favorite strawberry child go unpunished." Her eyes glimmered with amusement and there was a faint smirk pressing her lips. It was hard to tell if she was being serious or not. Very hard.

A smile was now etched to Laurent’s face, and he even gathered the strength to giggle. "Shall I call you my knight in shining armour, then? I'll have you and Barnaby to defend me. How perfect" But even though he was joking now, his eyes said everything as they delved deep into Summer's: I, too, would kill for you. He is aware of her uncle and his meddling with the Death Eaters. If she ever has problems with them, Lau will be happy to dispose of them... by whatever means necessary.

There he is. She had learned something new about him. He could be absolutely ruthless. But it was good to know the Puffskein was still there. She made a little face, sticking her tongue out. "Knight? Despite what Sir Cadogan thinks, I'm a witch through and through. Weird hair, dark robes, black cat companion, spend my days brewing potions and meddling with Dark magic. Witchy witch." Getting to her feet, she hauled him up to. "C'mon. You need a shower. Badly. And then how about we head back the common room and..." She sighed. "I go cat and let you pet me?"

Immediately, Lau's eyes regained their usual sparkle, and he nodded excitedly while removing his shirt. "Yes! Yes, a thousand times! You know how I love placing ribbons in your lovely fur" And with that, he can't help himself but pull her into a huge, much needed hug. His skin was still gross and sweaty from all the training, but it remained one of the best hugs Lau had ever given. As he pulled away, he smiled, patting her shoulder. "Go join Avery, now. A man needs to shower in peace~"

"Ick! Now you got your sweat all over me!" But she doesn't break the hug, enjoying it. Until he pulls away. Then she starts trying to get it off. Unsuccessfully. "Just don't weigh me down so much that I can't walk. See ya." Shaking her head, she left the lockers and went to look for Avery.

[morsmordrehasbeensaved]

EVENT 007: SLYTHERIN VS. RAVENCLAW

It’s freezing outside when the Hogwarts students make their way down to the Quidditch pitch. Every student around has on their warmest of winter clothing, and many are walking in groups so as to retain some warmth. There has been a blanket of darkness wrapped around Hogwarts ever since that fateful day in Hogsmeade, nearly two weeks ago. Dougal Wood, for one, was happy to have a bit of normalcy return to Hogwarts. His parents had returned home, classes would resume tomorrow, and it was time to do his most favorite thing: watch a game of Quidditch. While wrapping his scarf tightly around his neck, Dougal plops down behind the commentator microphone. He listens to the usual lecture from McGonagall, before taking his seat behind the commentator microphone. He looks around the stadium, smiles, and then opens his mouth to give the atmosphere a little cheer.

“Good afternoon, Hogwarts! Merlin, it’s cold outside today, isn’t it? Anyways, before we start the match, why is it that I never got a date to Professor Slughorn’s Christmas Party despite announcing it to the entire school over a microphone? I’m a catch, I swear! ---- Yes, Professor McGonagall, I’m starting right now. Today’s match pits the Slytherins against the Ravenclaws! It should be a good one, folks. Ah, look, the players are all flying out now, and there’s Professor Hooch coming with the quaffle. Haha, check out the look on Emma Vanity’s face. She looks ready to kill. Ah, Hooch has let the bludgers and the snitch out. Looks like we’re about to begin. Everyone, get ready. And, we’re off!”

“EDGAR BONES is the fastest of the bunch, and he rockets forward to snatch the quaffle from the air in a swift, one handed grab. However, he isn’t quick enough to escape from EMMA VANITY, who doesn’t seem to be in the mood to be polite today. She slams into BONES, quite forcefully, and snatches the quaffle right from his hands. He doesn’t look too happy about that. VANITY races up the pitch, it looks like she’s going to try to score! She’s getting closer. Ravenclaw Keeper BENJY FENWICK looks nervous. Folks, I told you. She looks ready to kill! VANITY’S in scoring position now and... WOW, did you all see that?! VANITY leaps from her broom and makes the first score of the game with an astounding Finbourgh Flick! That was some professional style flying. What a fantastic start to the game!”

“It seems JOSEPH MULCIBER is out on a warpath as well today — damn, it seems captain TALKALOT truly removed the leash on her hellhounds for this game. After what seems like a brief argument with his fellow beater about who’s taking the shot, MULCIBER gets his hands on a Bludger, the expression on his face absolutely mad. His swing seems filled with anger as well, and it is all aimed straight towards LUDO BAGMAN. Merlin’s tits, what did he do to deserve all that?! BUT WAIT — fortunately for him, BAGMAN is fast enough to dive out of the way, unfortunately for ANDROMEDA BLACK, she was right behind him. BLACK tumbles out of the sky, caught by her captain at the last possible second. She was placed back on her broom, but doesn’t seem to be doing to well. Taking advantage of the chaos in Slytherin, HESTIA JONES scores 10 points for her team.”

“I’ve just checked my watch and we’ve hit the hour mark for our game. The score is 70-40 to Slytherin, but so far, the snitch has been out of sight. Seekers LORCAN D’EATH and REGULUS BLACK must be getting bored. Right now, VANITY has the quaffle again, and she looks ready to throw it. She’s in position, and, OH SHIT! -- Sorry, Professor! -- But would you look at that, BONES has snatched the quaffle right from VANITY’S hands in a little payback from the beginning of the match. BONES races across the Pitch. He’s halfway there now-- is he going higher? BONES flies up into the air, and suddenly tosses the quaffle down to��HESTIA JONES, who tosses it right past the Slytherin Keeper for a goal. What a well executed Porskoff Ploy that was! Let’s see... Ravenclaw has the quaffle again. It’s HOOKUM this time. You know, I asked her out and she was quite rude in how she told me no. She said-- Okay, okay, sorry Professor. Anyhow, HOOKUM scored. The score is now 70-60. Oh, look. HOOKUM has the quaffle once more. Another score from her, then. And, oh, she has the quaffle again. I guess that’s pretty impressive. I bet she can’t make another-- oh, she scored. Well, that puts the score at 70-70 even then. Looks like HOOKUM finally decided to stop being a quaffle hog, because BONES has the quaffle once again.”

“Holy Hagrid’s buttcrack — we are two and a half hours in and the teams have been tied at 120 points each for the last twenty minutes. Both teams have put up a strong defense, the chasers are unable to get through on either side. C’mon, where’s the excitement? Oh wait, here’s AMYCUS CARROW, who has his hands on a bludger — some of the Ravenclaws look worried, but he has his focus towards, OH NO! The bludger flies towards a distracted ALEXEI KRUM, which has alternate GILDEROY LOCKHART looking a little too excited, but wait — KRUM pulls off a magnificent Sloth Grip Roll with a grin on his face, narrowly avoiding what would’ve been a nasty injury. We don’t get any time to recover from that beautiful move, because here’s captain LUDO BAGMAN with the second bludger, it flies all the way across the field, hitting captain of the opposing team, LUCINDA TALKALOT, straight in the chest. TALKALOT doubles over in pain and seems to be in need of medical attention. Luckily, Madam Pomfrey is there fast. Ravenclaw uses the loss of their opponents captain well, with HESTIA JONES and EDGAR BONES — heh, that rhymes — swooping over the Slytherins, passing the quaffle between them, and BONES taking the winning shot towards the hoops!” 

“Four hours in now, with both teams locked in at 200-200. We might have to camp out here, if the snitch isn’t found soon! As it is, I’ve really got to take a wizz, so I’m going to let my friend here take over the microphone.”

“Hello, Quidditch fans! In case you don’t recognize my voice, my name is Pinky Parkinson, and I’ll be your announcer until Dougal finishes in the loo! Let’s see... what is happening... Hm, I think ANDROMEDA has the quaffle now. She’s doing really well, don’t you think, still playing after that injury she got earlier! Oh, look! There’s ALEXEI! It looks like he’s hitting a bludger at someone. He really is so good at Quidditch, isn’t he! Alexei is good at a lot of thing, including dancing. We danced together at the Christmas Ball, and-- Oh, Merlin, AMYCUS just got hit by a bludger! Ugh, I think his finger looks crooked. Anyways, Alexei was such a great dancer. He obviously had some lessons. Oh, LUDO is waving at me! Hey, LUDO! Oh, wait, he’s not waving at me-- he’s... well I’m not sure what he’s doing, but now the Ravenclaw Chasers are doing something weird. DAISY and HESTIA look like they’re trying to distract the Keeper, and -- oh my God, whose corgi is this? I love corgis! Her name is Shelly? Oh, she’s just adorable. Is this Dougal’s dog? I can’t believe he has such a well trained---- oh, someone scored again! Ravenclaw must have done something cool, because the stands are going wild, and -- Oh, Dougal! You’re back!”

“Thank you, Pinky, I’m sure that was lovely — now back to the action! Slytherin captain LUCINDA TALKALOT is still out of the game, but that doesn’t seem to be holding back her teammates. Beaters MULCIBER and CARROW have stopped their lover’s quarrel and are now working together to take out Ravenclaw’s chasers, their first bludger hits poor HESTIA JONES right in her shoulder — yikes! That looks dislocated! JONES fell off her broom, but luckily she was close to the ground. CARROW doesn’t give them any time to recover, and whilst KRUM and BAGMAN struggle for what to do, the next bludger goes straight for DAISY HOOKUM’s head. It collides and with a hard crack, HOOKUM seems to be knocked out — now I would be more upset about that, but she was really rude to me and — yes. Sorry Professor McGonagall. Ahem. DAISY HOOKUM seems to be laying unconscious on the ground now, her broom broken. Whilst CARROW seems to be cackling loudly, MULCIBER goes for their final target. He nearly dodges a bludger sent his direction with what was a wonderfully executed Dopplebeater Defense from KRUM and BAGMAN, but instead of catching it, he decides to hit EDGAR BONES in the head with his bat instead, who is now also, unconscious. Hooch is quick to call the foul, but with JONES just barely having climbed back on her broom with a dislocated shoulder, it’s no surprise that she misses her penalty shot.”

“Five hours into the game now. Merlin, this is a long one by Hogwarts standards. Anyhow, the score is 320-260 to Slytherin. JONES has the quaffle, but things are looking bleak. Her fellow Chasers, BONES and HOOKUM have just returned to the field, but they’re so far behind now that it’s looking like the snitch is their only chance! BAGMAN looks mighty anxious over there, but both VANITY and BLACK seem to have smiles on their faces. Don’t get too confident now, ladies, the game isn’t finished yet! Oh, JONES just tried to make a score, but its easily blocked by the Slytherins. Just in time, too, because it looks like TALKALOT is making it back onto the pitch. Still, no sign of the Snitch. Again, I wonder how LORCAN D’EATH and REGULUS BLACK are holding up.”

“We are at almost 6 hours now, and man — I might have to ask Pinky to make a return if we go on for much longer. The Ravenclaws, despite their chasers returning, are not doing all too well. Whilst the beaters are trying to make their way through Slytherin’s defense, it remains strong, only broken by TALKALOT, VANITY and BLACK flying out in their Hawkshead Attacking Formation to score some points. Whilst BAGMAN looks on with an expression of pure despair, they score a whopping EIGHT times. It seems that only LORCAN D’EATH can save Ravenclaw now. Let me grab some binoculars to see what in seven hells is going on up there! HOLY COW — they are going fast! REGULUS BLACK and LORCAN D’EATH are zooming across the sky, both diving down trying to go for the Golden Snitch. Bludgers are being sent in their direction, but they’re too focused to notice. Merlin and Morgana, they’re going at top speed! Players lower in the air have almost stopped moving to watch what is going on. D’EATH and BLACK are narrowing in, both their arms outstretched and — did D’EATH just hiss? Whatever it did, BLACK was obviously startled. D’EATH inches closer, and closer and — YES! LORCAN D’EATH catches the Snitch! Ravenclaw wins! By ten points! That was insane!”

FINAL SCORE: 410 Ravenclaw - 400 Slytherin

GOALS: Emma Vanity (19), Andromeda Black (12), Lucinda Talkalot (9), Edgar Bones (18), Hestia Jones (15), Daisy Hookum (8)

FOULS: Ludovic Bagman (4), Alexei Krum (2), Daisy Hookum (1), Amycus Carrow (5), Joseph Mulciber (3)

INJURIES: Andromeda Black (hit with a bludger to the stomach), Lucinda Talkalot (knocked off of her broom with a bludger to the chest), Hestia Jones (dislocated shoulder), Edgar Bones (knocked unconscious with a bludger to the head), Daisy Hookum (knocked unconscious with a bludger to the head)

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KSI vs Logan Paul 2 LIVE: YouTube stars clash in LA - latest updates and undercard results | Daily Mail Online

KSI beat Logan Paul in a huge grudge rematch at Staples Center which saw the YouTube stars face off in a bid to end their beef once and for all.

In a closely-fought contest which saw both fighters hit the canvas, British YouTuber KSI emerged victorious, winning 57-54 56-55 while one judge scored it 56-55 in favour of Paul.

In the YouTubers first encounter they fought in Manchester with the result concluding in a majority draw, with the judges scoring the fight 57-58 in favour of KSI and the other two scoring it a 57-57, 57-57 draw. 

Follow Sportsmail's Ollie Lewis who will provide live coverage of this clash including undercard fights Billy Joe Saunders vs Marcelo Coceres and Devin Haney vs Alfredo Santiago.

Ollie Lewis

Host commentator

That's all from us tonight

Thanks for joining us for our coverage of KSI v Logan Paul 2 this morning. 

For all the criticism garnered against the pair, KSI and Paul provided us with the most entertaining fight of the night, and their commitment to the sport cannot be questioned.

Billy Joe Saunders and Devin Haney will be pleased to come away with victories in front of a huge watching audience, but will perhaps be left to feel they could have put on more of a show on the big stage.

05:54

KSI and Logan Paul speak

KSI: 'Last year I was scared. This time I just kept going and going. 

'They saw how much bigger he was, but I was like 'screw that, I'm going to work my a** off!'

'Your boy has done it. I am victorious!

'I'm a dog. I keep saying it. 

'It took me about a minute or two to figure how I was but I came back. I don't want people to think "he's weak, he's not a fighter" I am a fighter and I keep going.

'I have never worked so hard man, in the ring, in camp it was tough man but I was ready and I was on fire. 

'It takes a big man to get in the ring, and you're a big man. Thank you for a good fight bro.'

LP: 'I just want to say fair play to JJ you are one of the toughest people I know and I wish you the best.'  

KSI WINS BY SPLIT DECISION!!!

Those two points deducted have cost Logan Paul. The judges scored it 55-56 57-54 56-55 in favour of the Brit who looked rocked in the fourth round but recovered remarkably to win it on enemy soil.

ROUND SIX

Paul makes good use of the jab again to keep KSI at bay but the Brit is so determined to land the all important haymaker, but nothing doing. 

This is going down to the cards. How on earth is this going to be decided? One knockdown, two points taken off Logan Paul who finished strongly after KSI's bright start.

05:34

ROUND FIVE

The effect of that upper cut cannot be underestimated. KSI looks to have had a load of confidence sapped as he looks to cover up from big Paul shots. 

If the american finds that killer instinct he can finish this in the sixth round. It's going to a grandstand finale. 

05:30

ROUND FOUR

Sharp start to the round for Paul who lands a clean one-two on KSI, who is forced to back up. And then KSI goes down! Paul lands a clean upper cut while holding KSI's neck.

That seemed to daze KSI who has taken a few moments to gather his thoughts. The referee has scored the knock down but has deducted two points because Paul hit KSI while he was down. 

This is a big thirty seconds in the corner for KSI who looks stunned.

SHANNON BRIGGS IN THE CORNER TO PAUL

'What the f*** are you doing? Get behind the jab!'

ROUND THREE

KSI continues his barrage of wild swings and Paul is slowing down remarkably. The American is on his knee but the referee rules no knock down. 

Paul seems reluctant to use his right hand while his jab is falling short. This is bubbling away nicely

05:20

ROUND TWO

Logan Paul is using the jab well to keep KSI at a distance, but he can't evade another looping overhand right which catches Paul, leaving a mark just below the left eye. 

Based on the first two rounds, Paul is the better boxer technically, and KSI may blow himself out with the many missed shots so far.  

05:16

ROUND ONE

KSI is looking to close the range on the much larger and more imposing Paul. KSI swings wildly but can't quite catch the American, while Paul lands a sweet left hook of his own. 

A good first round, which the judges may give to KSI based on intent. 

05:12

We're almost ready to go

National anthems have been played, with an interesting violin version of God Save The Queen, before the Star-Spangled Banner is sung.  

Michael Buffer does his bit. Logan Paul's introduction is met by a chorus of boos while KSI lets out a roar across the ring with arms spread wide. 

The fighters are given their final instructions by the referee and we are moments away.

05:04

KSI is making his way out now to music by Rick Ross.

The Brit is in a red gown and a black and red mask. A rather subdued entrance for the big personality. 

First up...Logan Paul

Anticipation is building inside Staples Center as a Logan Paul montage is played on the big screen. 

Despite being the hometown fighter, boos ring out for the Ohio-born YouTuber. Paul is dressed in a custom made hoodie with the American flag, and his Maverick brand logo on his chest. 

Paul enters the ring and raises his right arm to the crowd, marching around the four corners, before climbing on the corner post to the crowd. 

04:59

It's the moment we've all been waiting for

We are moments away from the ring walk here and the broadcaster has shown the tale of the tape, with the added stat of the subscribers that KSI and Logan Paul have yielded. 

Minus the 600,000 difference in subscriber count, the most prominent difference between these two would seem to be the huge 6 lbs weight differential in favour of Logan Paul.

Michael Buffer is on the mic and the fighters are about to make their way into the ring.

04:51

ROUND ONE

What an absolutely farcical round of boxing that was. With 11 seconds remaining, Batista was clubbed to the canvas with a shot to the back of the head. With a little convincing from the referee to continue, the 35-year-old gets back to his feet to finish the round. 

The ref had taken a point off of Ababiy for that and as the bell sounded for the end of the round Batista decided to launch at Ababiy, leading to the referee disqualifying the veteran. 

That recklessness may just have cost him in the pocket.

04:45

Not long to go now

Just one more fight to go before the main event you've all been waiting for. 

Nikita Ababiy takes on Jonathan Batista in a four round contest.

UP NEXT! 💥@KSIOlajidebt and @LoganPaul settle it all in the ring #KSIvsLoganPaul2 📲 Book to watch here: https://t.co/VRyaSNKnjb pic.twitter.com/uWRCMBSake

— Sky Sports Boxing (@SkySportsBoxing)

04:39

Haney: 'I dislocated my right shoulder'

'I felt like I could have done better. In one of the rounds i dislocated my right shoulder but i was a true champion and carried on and got the win.

'I threw a right hand and overextended but it's alright I showed I was a true champion and can fight through anything.

'He was very crafty, I showed that I could adjust.

'In 2020 I want all the top guys. I want to unify. Me and Lomachenko can get it on. I'm going to take a rest but in 2020 i want all the big fights.' 

04:35

DEVIN HANEY WINS BY UNANIMOUS DECISION

All three judges score the contest 120-107 in favour of Haney as The Dream retains his WBC Lightweight championship.

A complete shut out on paper, but very little sparkle from that one.

ROUND TWELVE

The crowd jeers as this one comes to a close. A disappointing night for Devin Haney, the much-touted future of American boxing. 

The 20-year-old should win this comfortably on the cards, but it hasn't been pretty at all. 

Eddie Hearn said he wanted to give boxing fans world class fights on this undercard. It has to be said that the two world championship contests tonight have fallen flat. 

Haney lands a clean overhand right and, as has been the case since the fifth round, Santiago clinches.

But the champion hasn't changed his approach at all to pose new questions to the challenger throughout this contest.

ROUND TEN

Between rounds Haney complained to his team of Santiago's clinching on the inside, the young man is certainly frustrated with how the night is unfolding. 

The 20-year-old continues to stalk his prey but can't land anything decisive enough to put him away. 

04:20

ROUND NINE

Better from Haney, who lands up top before thundering a big body shot on the challenger, who clings for dear life to smother the pace of his opponent. 

Haney tries to repeat the body shot but finds his strike land below the belt and the referee intervenes. 

04:17

ROUND EIGHT

There's no doubt that Haney is in control of this fight, but he will be disappointed that the tempo has slowed so considerably since that strong fifth round. 

Santiago is a tough puzzle to solve but on current evidence the likes of Luke Campbell and Vasilily Lomachenko won't be too concerned by this performance.

04:13

ROUND SEVEN

Fairly pedestrian round there. Perhaps the big occasion of being a defending champion for the first time is getting to the 20-year-old. 

Haney ends the round in the ascendancy as Santiago scampers for cover but the bell separates the two men. 

Haney will be disappointed with that round. The champion seemed to have taken his foot off the gas as Santiago looked to buy himself time by engaging in the clinch when Haney gets close. A good recovery round for the challenger.

04:04

Much like Billy Joe Saunders, things haven't been going too swimmingly for the overwhelming favourite. 

Haney is now finding his way through, unloading heavy shots on Santiago which land clean. 

And down goes Santiago, that had been coming this round. The wheels have come off big time for the challenger as Haney goes through the gears, landing a big right hand that puts down the man in bright green. 

If it wasn't for the bell, that could have been curtains for the challenger, who looks upset in his corner. 

04:00

ROUND FOUR

Did not expect this. Santiago switches to southpaw and lands a clean shot on Haney. The challenger is making life tricky for Haney, setting a fast pace and managing to land counter strikes on the champion. 

The 5' 11'' man is proving an awkward proposition for Haney, who is frustrated with Santiago's willingness to clinch at every opportunity.

Haney is looking to find his rhythm here. You sense that once he does, it could be a very quick ending for Santiago, who isn't causing too much trouble for the 20-year-old. But the challenger will take heart from his opening three rounds here.

A rather tentative opening three minutes with both men looking to pounce to counter punch the other. Haney whips his right hand across but fails to land anything meaningful on Santiago, but boy does he look sharp. 

03:44

The fighters make their way to the ring

Haney and Santiago are in the ring, with the Dominican Republic fighter sporting a bright green pair of shorts as his entourage wave Dominican flags while David Diamante introduces the challenger. 

The Dream is in silver shorts lined with purple and looks at complete ease, bouncing lightly on his toes in his corner. 

The fighters come together as the referee gives his instructions. We are moments away now. 

03:27

Next up is hot prospect Devin Haney as he defends his WBC lightweight title against Alfredo Santiago.

03:21

Billy Joe Saunders: 'Canelo...take me while you think I'm spent'

'There's no excuse. I knew from Round 9 I have to get this man out of here. I wanted to impress the American crowd and i hoped you enjoyed the knockout that's all i could give you tonight.

'I knew to stay calm, people might have said 'he's taking this a bit slow' but I knew I had to turn it up at some point.

'I could see he was wearing down, I was making him miss and then I was trying to find that left hand over the top. Once he went down once I knew that was it.

'Canelo...take me while you think I'm spent. Take me now.'

03:13

The second knockdown was the pick of the bunch, as Saunders landed a beautiful rear upper cut that sent the Argentine sprawling. 

03:12

BILLY JOE SAUNDERS WINS

BILLY JOE SAUNDERS WINS! The Brit comes off his stool like a man possessed and knocks down Coceres THREE TIMES before the referee steps in to call the contest off. It certainly wasn't pretty but the 30-year-old gets the job done.

What on earth did Dominic Ingle say before that round?

ROUND 10

Dominic Ingle is becoming increasingly animated in the Saunders corner as he implores his charge to get the better of Coceres. 

Coceres is a man full of confidence, lowering his hands and taunting Saunders. This debut isn't going according to plan.

Demtrius Andrade not impressed by Billy Joe tonight

03:04

ROUND 9

So tough to separate Saunders and Coceres this round. Neither man is afraid to back down, with Saunders looking to turn up the pace in the final 30 seconds of that round. 

Saunders is not oozing the class and composure that we are used to seeing from him. This is a far more gritty performance. 

03:01

ROUND 8

Eight rounds in and Saunders is absolutely fighting with the scorecard in mind. The Brit landed scoring punches this round, with an emphatic one-two on Coceres. 

The Argentine seems to have been cut above the eye by that one. 

ROUND 7

Another nip-and-tuck round. Both fighters aren't afraid to mix it up, fighting on the inside and outside but Coceres is outworking Saunders. 

For every body shot Saunders lands, the challenger is landing double. 

ROUND 6

We're halfway through and on balance, Saunders is edging the rounds, but he will have to step up a gear in the second half of this fight. 

Coceres lands a sharp counter right straight as Saunders threw a left. The Brit performs an Ali shuffle as the bell sounds but he lost that round/ 

02:48

ROUND 5

A strong round for Coceres. The Argentine has seen some good results from his straight right hand tonight, landing one flush as Saunders looks to impose his will.

The challenger looked to be on the front foot that round and is still very much in this contest.  

02:44

Saunders' glove touches the canvas but the referee rules no knockdown, just a slip from the 30-year-old. 

What's happened here then? Coceres takes another shot below the belt and turns away from Saunders, the referee goes to separate the pair but the Brit lands a shot on an unexpected Coceres. The referee warns Saunders and the contest continues.

Coceres ends the round backing Saunders up but the Hertfordshire-born man looks unfazed by his opponent's power.

02:39

ROUND 3

Good work from Saunders in the opening stages of round three to evade a flurry of shots from Coceres before countering with a sweet left hook. Coceres momentarily has Saunders on the ropes but the Briton escapes any punishment despite landing a right hand flush on the champion. 

A quarter of the way through this one and Saunders is in control. 

Both Saunders and Coceres have their hands down as both men look to beat the other to the punch. There is a slight pause in the action after Saunders landed a low blow on Coceres with the Argentine returning fire with a couple of sharp shots. Better round for the challenger, although nip and tuck as to how the judges scored that one. 

02:31

ROUND 1

A good opening round for Saunders, as the champion takes the centre of the ring before landing numerous jabs on Coceres. 

The Brit ends the round with a flurry of shots at the Argentine who was backed into the corner as Saunders looks to feel out his opponent.

02:24

Saunders and Coceres make their ringwalks

The fighters make their way to the ring, with Argentine Coceres sporting a vibrant blue hoodie with a cap, while WBO champ Saunders looks energised and ready to showcase his talents to the watching world.

David Diamante introduces the judges, referee and fighters for this world championship bout, as the pair come head-to-head with the referee giving his final instructions.  

We are moments away from action here folks.

Meanwhile...Devin Haney is in the house

HANEY IN THE HOUSE 🏠@Realdevinhaney makes the first defence of his WBC world lightweight title on the #KSILoganPaul2 card tonight 📲 Book to watch here: https://t.co/VRyaSNKnjb pic.twitter.com/Sp7FFAjWcA

— Sky Sports Boxing (@SkySportsBoxing)

Saunders looking to be embraced by new crowd

The 30-year-old has taken a leaf out of Tyson Fury's book, donning red and white shorts representing the colours of the American flag as he looks to attract an array of new fans at the Staples Center. 

02:09

Billy Joe Saunders to make his US debut next

We've had knockdowns, points decisions and even a marriage proposal in an exciting undercard but up next is Billy Joe Saunders, as the WBO Super Middleweight Champion makes his US debut this morning against Argentine Marcelo Esteban Coceres.

02:06

KSI is in the building

British YouTube superstar has arrived at the arena. The 26-year-old looks to be in a calm mood as he rolled up with his entourage moments ago. 

Welcome to Staples Center, KSI 🇬🇧#KSILoganPaul2 pic.twitter.com/eYvt6Rfl5S

— DAZN USA (@DAZN_USA)

01:31

Logan Paul has arrived

Logan Paul has taken this fight week in his stride. The 24-year-old was up against it in August 2018 when he made his boxing debut in front of a hostile Manchester crowd, but the American has cut a relaxed figure this week. 

With younger brother Jake in tow, the bookies' favourite has arrived at Staples Center.

01:16

Billy Joe Saunders arrives at Staples Center

Billy Joe Saunders will be looking to make a statement as he makes his US debut with Matchroom Boxing. 

The 30-year-old has had a stop-start career having taken his foot off the gas since his emphatic win over David Lemieux in 2017. Here's hoping this morning's fight with Marcelo Esteban Coceres can kickstart mega-fights with Canelo and GGG. 

BJS x USA 🇬🇧 @bjsaunders_ arrives ahead of his world title defence on the #KSIvsLoganPaul2 undercard 👉 Book to watch the fight here: https://t.co/VRyaSNKnjb pic.twitter.com/12BNNT95ni

— Sky Sports Boxing (@SkySportsBoxing)

01:08

A look at the coaches

The prospect of going head-to-head with no head protection and smaller gloves has meant that both KSI and Paul have had to take their preparations with the utmost seriousness, and they have both got wise coaches in their respective corners.

Paul has brought in the help of former two-time heavyweight champion Shannon 'The Cannon' Briggs, whose cries of 'Let's Go Champ' have appeared to have gotten under the skin of the KSI camp.

Meanwhile, KSI has stuck by young trainer Viddal Riley, a highly respected up and coming fighter himself. Riley has a 3-0 record in professional boxing and was in the corner for the first fight in Manchester as well as for the win over Joe Weller. 

There has been plenty of back and forth between the two coaches, with Briggs threatening 'to break his [Riley's] f***ing jaw' at the press conference on Thursday.

00:55

So...why are they fighting?

One word. Ego. KSI, or JJ as he is known to his friends, and Logan Paul are both at the summit of the YouTube world, boasting a collective 40 million subscribers on the platform.

The pair have never experienced the taste of defeat, and are vying for the number one spot as the top entertainer in the internet world. With a six-round bout with no headguards and ten ounce gloves deemed the appropriate environment to settle their grudge. 

A win this morning will give the victor a huge boost while the loser will be made a 'meme' for the foreseeable. 

00:52

Living the high life

As their respective stars have risen, so have the pair's bank balance. From buying a Lamborghini Aventador, to designing a $500,000 diamond necklace, KSI is not shy in flaunting his wealth.

Meanwhile Logan Paul is no stranger to the lavish lifestyle either. The 24-year-old bought a £4.8million mansion in 2017 and owns a collection of custom cars. 

Sportsmail took a look into the extravagant lifestyles of the two men.

This Saturday, two of YouTube's wealthiest stars take to the ring where 'the biggest event in internet history' will take place. Here, Sportsmail takes a look at the lavish lifestyles of KSI and Logan Paul.

Who are KSI and Logan Paul?

A fight of this scale has certainly divided the boxing community, with many deeming it an insult to the sport that two novices with very little experience are taking to the biggest of stages this morning.

But who are KSI and Logan Paul? Sportsmail gives you the run down here

YouTube duo KSI and Logan Paul are to go toe-to-toe once again inside the squared circle. Sportsmail provides you with what you need to know on the pair and the fight on November 9.

An exciting night of boxing is ahead of us

The two internet stars are set to make their ringwalks at around 4am, with a number of exciting bouts to take place on the undercard.

WBC Lightweight World Champion Devin Haney is set to make his first defence of the belt when he takes on Alfredo Santiago on home turf. The American is undefeated in 23 bouts and at 20 years old has been earmarked as one to watch as a future star.

Meanwhile, Britain's Billy Joe Saunders will make his US debut with new promoter matchroom as he defends his WBO Super Middleweight belt against Marcelo Esteban Coceres.    

00:08

Hello and welcome to our coverage of KSI v Logan Paul

Welcome to our coverage of this morning's highly-anticipated fight between YouTube stars KSI and Logan Paul. 

The pair are fighting again after their draw at Manchester Arena in the summer of 2018, but this time the bout is being promoted by Eddie Hearn and backed by Sky Sports and the mega money of DAZN in the sunny climes of Los Angeles. 

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