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The Quidditch Pitch
Quidditch Pitch


In this location the game of Quidditch is played. The pitch in the shape of an oval, five hundred feet long and a hundred and eighty feet wide. Due to the nature of the sport, spectators watch the game in high towers.


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Mocha1
Mocha Momo Coffee - Fourth Year Hufflepuff ♠️ Intern for the Daily Prophet

- "You gotta be careful who you trust."
Message Me  - 15:39, June 1, 2017 (UTC)

Practice time for Ravenclaw. As Mo watched, he couldn't really think they would ever win. They were nerds, and it showed. Of course,Mocha couldn't say much, as he was one of those nerds wishing he had signed up, despite his deal with his moms not to, as to not encourage Latte. Unfortunately, he was one to stick to his word.



Latte 2
Tay Coffee - fourth year - gryffindor

- hdon't tie me down 'cause i'd never stay
Message Me  - 16:03, June 1, 2017 (UTC)

She arrives to watch the players practice, having nothing to do with her time. Spotting her twin brother, she runs up to behind him and tackle hugs him, nearly pushing him the ground. "Momo!" she exclaims, "I haven't seen you in five-ever. Get it? Because five is bigger than four!" She laughs excitedly. "Did you miss meeeeee?" It honestly hasn't been that long, but she's a clingy sister.
Mocha1
Mocha Momo Coffee - Fourth Year Hufflepuff ♠️ Intern for the Daily Prophet

- "You gotta be careful who you trust."
Message Me  - 16:08, June 1, 2017 (UTC)

"Oh jesu--" he waa cut off by his twin tackling him. "Hi Latte." He sighs. "Yeah, I missed you." He adds, sitting up again. Honestly, after fourteen years he is used to her, and still doesn't have the heart to not go along with her antics. "What are you doing here?"



Latte 2
Tay Coffee - fourth year - gryffindor

- hdon't tie me down 'cause i'd never stay
Message Me  - 16:34, June 1, 2017 (UTC)

"Trying to figure out why Ravenclaw sucks." she replies, grinning widely. "And you?"
Mocha1
Mocha Momo Coffee - Fourth Year Hufflepuff ♠️ Intern for the Daily Prophet

- "You gotta be careful who you trust."
Message Me  - 16:38, June 1, 2017 (UTC)

"They suck because they are nerds. Hufflepuff sucks because they're too nice. At least they're good at finding the snitch though. Im just watching."




Tori and Kevin

Toritorres
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor, Fifth Year • Werewolf • Prefect

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 22:16, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

She's sat at the stands, overlooking the grounds while a book on History of Magic rests on her lap. She has a paper due soon, and she doesn't even have a clue as to what it's about. She'd go to the library or some other place, but it's full and the pitch seems to be the only place she can have to herself. Even then, she can't seem to concentrate on her book.


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Fifth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 22:19, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

As much as he hates Quidditch, he has to admit the Hogwarts pitch is stunning. It's a lot bigger than his last one, at least. Broom in his hand, he looks up at where some kids are zooming around practising and debates ruining his day by joining them. Just for the laugh, maybe.


Toritorres
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor, Fifth Year • Werewolf • Prefect

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 22:22, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

Tori catches movement out the corner of her eye, and turns her head in time to see a figure off to the sides. Her brow furrows, but she otherwise does nothing. She can't identify the figure what with the distance between them, but she'd probably bet it's a Hufflepuff kid, too nice to cut into the other students' practice.


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Fifth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 22:25, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

No, no, he really doesn't want to. But he does. But he really doesn't. The internal argument goes on for some time as Kevin stares up at the kids, before he turns back, a bit dejected, and heads towards the stands. A grey hoodie replaces his school jumper beneath scrunched-up robes.


Toritorres
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor, Fifth Year • Werewolf • Prefect

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 22:28, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

Tori can't help but smirk a little when the figure steps away, instead headed in her direction. She shakes her head. Most likely a Hufflepuff, she thinks, until the person is close enough for her to identify the red outline in his robes. Even then, she's squinting a little. "Oh?" she mumbles, to herself.


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Fifth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 22:29, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

When he catches the girl staring at him, he doesn't know what to think. He crosses everything in the hope she doesn't recognise him and quirks an eyebrow, Yeah?


Toritorres
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor, Fifth Year • Werewolf • Prefect

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 22:32, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

"Never seen you around before," she says, when she notices the look on his face. She's into quidditch, maybe, but she's not exactly one to pay attention to players outside the big leagues. "Who are you?"


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Fifth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 22:34, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

She seems nice enough, he deduces. Setting his broom against the fence of the stands and burying his arms into the pockets of his hoodie, he shrugs a little. "Kevin. I'm the new guy." He looks her over, careful. "And you?"


Toritorres
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor, Fifth Year • Werewolf • Prefect

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 22:41, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

"Victoria," She answers easily, leaning back slightly as she surveys the boy. Victoria hasn't come out of her mouth in ages, it feels foreign, but she figured she best start getting accustomed to it. "But everyone just calls me Tori," She pauses again, "Welcome to Hogwarts, Kevin."


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Fifth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 22:43, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

The welcome makes him feel a lot calmer, along with her smile. He suddenly feels very awkward, as he's not used to being surrounded by people he doesn't know, and the slight fear translates itself as a small, one-sided smile on his face. "Thanks," he says, a little quietly, then gestures helplessly at the broom. "I'm, er - Quidditch."


Toritorres
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor, Fifth Year • Werewolf • Prefect

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 22:46, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

She quirks an eyebrow, not failing to notice the awkwardness in his posture, his smile and really just the way he's addressing her. She can't help but smirk a little when words seem to fail him. "Breathe and use your words," she chuckles, "You wanted to practice? Is that what you were trying to say?"


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Fifth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 22:48, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

She's probably not trying to be patronising, but his socially-awkward ass reads it as that, so his timidness melts away at the mention of Quidditch. He looks down at the broom, then back at her, and says, "I don't need to practice," quite confidently.


Toritorres
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor, Fifth Year • Werewolf • Prefect

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 22:51, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

She tips her head back slightly, a little surprised by how confident he suddenly seemed. Guessing he just really, really likes the sport, she smiles a little. "Everyone's gotta practice - there's always room for improvement, you know," she shrugs a little.


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Fifth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 22:53, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

He smiles gently, flickering but there nonetheless, then shuffles the grass with his feet. "You play?" he asks, looking towards the broom. Sometimes he hates that the only thing he knows enough to talk about is Quidditch.


Toritorres
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor, Fifth Year • Werewolf • Prefect

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 22:54, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

She nods. "I'm a chaser for Gryffindor."


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Fifth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 22:56, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

"Damn," he mutters before he can really stop himself. His bitter tone betrays the smile. "Can't seem to get away from the f-cking game." Then he freezes, realising that probably needs an explanation. "Quidditch, it's a - family thing, I guess."


Toritorres
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor, Fifth Year • Werewolf • Prefect

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 22:58, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

Tori's eyebrows knit together, a sign she doesn't really believe him. There's more to it, she's painfully sure of it, but assumes he doesn't wanna talk about it. "So I'm guessing you play... and hate it," she says knowingly, "What position?"


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Fifth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 23:02, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

A little stunned at being read so easily, he frowns, but she seems okay enough so he doesn't argue. Instead, his shoulders tense a little when he says, "Any position that's needed," before adding on with a more relaxed, "Best as a Keeper, though."


Toritorres
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor, Fifth Year • Werewolf • Prefect

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 23:04, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

She nods. She's not sure if he'd like to continue the chat about quidditch, so she just doesn't say anything else, looking back down at her book instead.


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Fifth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 23:08, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

Well, that seems like the end of that conversation. Grabbing the broom, he turns back and is about to head over to the field when he stops in his tracks, seeing the players circle overhead like ravens, and it almost rocks him just how much he hates this game. There's a lump in his throat, out of nowhere, and he stumbles back a step before sitting down on the stall.


Toritorres
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor, Fifth Year • Werewolf • Prefect

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 23:10, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

Tori looks up in time to catch him stumble back and sit on the stall. She frowns, concerned, and marks the page before setting the book away. She edges closer to him. "Hey, you alright?"


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Fifth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 23:13, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

Wow. People asking if he's okay. That doesn't happen often. Swallowing, he nods and smiles a little, looking frayed at the edges. "Yeah, yeah, fine. It's just - massive, isn't it?" He gestures at the pitch, the way it stretches out into the mist, then quickly changes the subject. "What you reading?"


Toritorres
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor, Fifth Year • Werewolf • Prefect

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 23:16, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

This kid is weird, she decides silently, a little confused as to what the hell had just happened. She sits back, and then looks at her book. She smiles weakly. "History of Magic textbook," she answers, "I have a paper due in like two days and I have no idea what it's about, let alone begun researching on it."


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Fifth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 23:24, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

School; something he actually cares about. Relaxing a bit more now he's comfortable, he reads the cover of her textbook and his brow furrows a tad. "Giant wars," he says, twisting himself to get a better view. "Oh, like the nineteenth-century stuff?"


Toritorres
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor, Fifth Year • Werewolf • Prefect

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 23:33, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

She shrugs. "Apparently. You know about this stuff?" she hates herself for it, but her tone is hopeful. Maybe he'll be able to help her finish this paper.


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Fifth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 07:15, May 19, 2017 (UTC)

"A little, I guess," he says, angling himself towards her. The book is a spread of neat lines, most of which he's read before. "All the giants were squabbling for territory, weren't they? Ended up almost wiping each other out."


Toritorres
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor, Fifth Year • Werewolf • Prefect

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 15:20, May 19, 2017 (UTC)

"That's it?" she asks, surprised. Briefly, her mind wanders to her former History of Magic professor, who was allegedly a part-giant. She shakes her head slightly, trying to get rid of that trail of thought. "How long did it last?"


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Fifth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 15:24, May 19, 2017 (UTC)

"Erm, a couple decades, I think? Three or four?" he shrugs, a sheepish smile crossing his face as he starts to feel a bit more at home. "Sorry, I'm not the greatest help."


Toritorres
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor, Fifth Year • Werewolf • Prefect

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 15:28, May 19, 2017 (UTC)

She returns a smile, shrugging her shoulders a little. She appreciates him trying, despite her being a total stranger to him. "It's fine," she reassures, "I'll just wing it."


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Fifth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 15:32, May 19, 2017 (UTC)

"Well, good luck," he says, rocking back a bit on his seat. "I'm terrible at winging tests. I write pages and it's all just drivel." It's not totally true, but if it gets a smile out of her, it's worth it.


Toritorres
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor, Fifth Year • Werewolf • Prefect

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 15:35, May 19, 2017 (UTC)

"I've got a lot of experience on winging tests, I'm not all that bad," she grins, "It's a good skill to have, whenever you have too much to do and can't quite focus."


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Fifth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 15:39, May 19, 2017 (UTC)

Happy at her grin, he lets himself ease into a happy smile and props his elbow up on the row of seats above him. "I'm not that good at focusing. Unless it's on a broom. Anywhere else, though - nuh-uh."


Toritorres
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor, Fifth Year • Werewolf • Prefect

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 15:47, May 19, 2017 (UTC)

"Oh, that makes two of us, then," Tori laughs softly. Closing her book and setting it aside, she shifts and turns to face him completely. "You'll dread a couple of classes here, I can tell you in advance. If you aren't in one of the more drama packed years, of course," she adds the final bit with something along the lines of a wry smile.


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Fifth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 15:52, May 19, 2017 (UTC)

He looks up at her closing words, raising an eyebrow. "Well, I'm a fifth year," he says. "I don't know if that's - what'd you call it, drama packed?"


Toritorres
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor, Fifth Year • Werewolf • Prefect

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 15:56, May 19, 2017 (UTC)

She can't help it, she laughs. She straight out laughs, because she's been talking with this boy for about fifteen or so minutes now, without actually realizing he's in her own year. And in her house, to top it all off. I really do need to pay attention to this sort of stuff. "Yeah, you're in for a treat," she says, a little short of breath, "We got a professor fired this year, and last. Rightfully so, to be honest, but I'm sure that speaks volumes about the kind of year we are."


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Fifth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 16:00, May 19, 2017 (UTC)

Her sudden laugh warms him a little, and he laughs along, surprised at how easy it comes to him. His eyebrows shoot up at the mention of the professors and it makes him think of all the coaches he's been through. "Bloody hell. What did you all do to the poor bastards?"


Toritorres
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor, Fifth Year • Werewolf • Prefect

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 16:07, May 19, 2017 (UTC)

"Well, last year, the Transfiguration professor was such a gem, she outed me in front of my whole class," she tells him, omitting the fact that she'd been outed as a werewolf, not quite a lesbian, "And then caused my friend to come out, trying to get the heat off me to some extent. Then, of course, my other friend pointed out how wrong it was for her to do that, she lost her marbles, and transfigured him into a toad, I think it was? And put him in a jar," she shakes her head. Retelling the story now, after quite a while, definitely makes her see just how wild she and her bunch is. But to be honest, she wouldn't trade them for anything. "We took it to the Headmistress and didn't show up to her class again."


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Fifth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 16:12, May 19, 2017 (UTC)

His face scrunches up at the story. "Ew. I retract the 'poor bastard' thing, she sounds like a cow." He's not sure if he's being played, to be honest, but he smirks anyway. "Though if I knew how to turn people into frogs, I'd be doing it all day."


Toritorres
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor, Fifth Year • Werewolf • Prefect

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 16:20, May 19, 2017 (UTC)

"Can't say I wouldn't do the same," she admits, "I've got the experience of transfiguring someone into a duck already."


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Fifth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 16:24, May 19, 2017 (UTC)

"I can't transfigure anything," he admits, shaking his head. "Except maybe, like, a glass into a shattered one."


Toritorres
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor, Fifth Year • Werewolf • Prefect

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 16:46, May 19, 2017 (UTC)

"It's not that hard, if you put your mind to it," she smiles at him, "I could try and help you some time, if you like?"


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Fifth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 16:50, May 19, 2017 (UTC)

He freezes, not used to people offering to help, and blinks before smiling slowly. "That's nice of you," he says. "I, er - thanks. Maybe if the professor takes against me like I'm sure they will."


Toritorres
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor, Fifth Year • Werewolf • Prefect

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 16:56, May 19, 2017 (UTC)

"There's good professors here, believe it or not. Professor Willard, for one. He teaches Potions. The Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is also a good one. Her classes are pretty fun, whenever she gets around to giving them instead of scolding us for whatever reason," she grins cheekily.


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Fifth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 17:02, May 19, 2017 (UTC)

"You all run rings around your Defence teacher, too?" he grins, pulling the ends of his hoodie sleeves over his hands, then stops before saying, "I did the same thing with my coaches, to be honest. It's fun."


Toritorres
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor, Fifth Year • Werewolf • Prefect

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 17:17, May 19, 2017 (UTC)

She nods, laughing a little. "Coaches? Were you in a mini league or something?"


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Fifth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 17:19, May 19, 2017 (UTC)

He swallows his tongue; she clearly doesn't recognise him, and to be honest, he'd like to keep it that way. So he neglects to mention the home team and says, "Just kids teams, here and there. Nothing flashy."


Toritorres
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor, Fifth Year • Werewolf • Prefect

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 17:25, May 19, 2017 (UTC)

"That sounds fun," she smiled. "You'd be a good asset to the team, you know. Next year, I mean. You're a little too late for this one."


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Fifth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 17:29, May 19, 2017 (UTC)

The idea of joining a team makes his skin crawl, but he knows his dad will enforce it so he plasters on a smile and says, "Yeah, I'll probably end up signing up. Can't stay away from it for too long."


Toritorres
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor, Fifth Year • Werewolf • Prefect

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 17:31, May 19, 2017 (UTC)

"You'll like it. We're a pretty good team," she nudges him lightly, "If you're as good as you claim, we'll definitely be unstoppable."


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Fifth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 17:34, May 19, 2017 (UTC)

Remembering his previous bigheaded (although not untrue) remark, he lets out a sheepish chuckle and fiddles with his hoodie strings. "I am pretty good, though," he says, with a gentle smile.


Toritorres
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor, Fifth Year • Werewolf • Prefect

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 17:39, May 19, 2017 (UTC)

"You better be, new boy," she grins, while her eyes fall onto his hands playing with his hoodie strings. "So, umm... I think I should get back to my reading..."


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Fifth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 17:43, May 19, 2017 (UTC)

He realises how close he's shifted and rears back a bit, for both of their sakes. "Shit, yeah, sorry," he splutters. "Sorry if I wasted your time." He turns to go but it feels a bit harsh, so he lets himself smile a little and says, "Nice meeting you, Vic. Or Tori. Whichever you prefer."


Toritorres
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor, Fifth Year • Werewolf • Prefect

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 18:02, May 19, 2017 (UTC)

She laughs a little when he moves back, but it dies out when he apologizes. Her brow furrows in confusion for the briefest of seconds, and she shakes her head. "No, you didn't waste my time. It was lovely meeting you, Kevin," she smiles warmly at him.


Kevin
Kevin O'Shay - Fifth year Gryffindor student • quidditch prodigy tired

- "I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest."
Message Me  - 18:04, May 19, 2017 (UTC)

Her reaction is nice, almost too nice, so he scoops his broom up and looks away so he doesn't make a fool of himself. He can hear his dad's voice in his head yelling at him to start practising. "Right. Better get up there, then," he says by way of goodbye, offering her one last smile, then mounts his broom and speeds up to the hoops.


Chrili (Reunion)

Lili1

Lili Vermont Seventh Year Slytherin ~
-"The mere act of being alive is very dangerous."

 – 22:07, May 17, 2017 (UTC)

Lili had been a quidditch player back in Beauxbatons, but it wasn't really the same as it was here. One of the reasons she came back was because she missed it, but Lili supposed it was too late. So, instead of moping, she stood out on the Quidditch pitch, her arms crossed as she stared up at the posts, tilting her head slightly and trying to imagine herself playing up there.


ChrisWB
Chris Richards - Protective Jokester ♠ Gryffindor Seventh Year ♠ Summer Job at WWW

- Things change constantly, whether we like it or not.
Message Me  - 22:13, May 17, 2017 (UTC)

Chris would be wandering around the pitch, trying to drown himself in memories. Things have been hectic around here as of late and he just needed an escape. What better way then remembering how he learned to fly?
Lili1

Lili Vermont Seventh Year Slytherin ~
-"The mere act of being alive is very dangerous."

 – 22:17, May 17, 2017 (UTC)

Maybe she could fly one more time... Lili looked around for a second, to see if there were any spare parts lying around. Not seeing any round her, Lili starts wandering, searching for the brooms.


ChrisWB
Chris Richards - Protective Jokester ♠ Gryffindor Seventh Year ♠ Summer Job at WWW

- Things change constantly, whether we like it or not.
Message Me  - 22:20, May 17, 2017 (UTC)

Chris didn't notice the girl wandering the pitch. Nope. He was too far down memory lane to care.
Lili1

Lili Vermont Seventh Year Slytherin ~
-"The mere act of being alive is very dangerous."

 – 22:25, May 17, 2017 (UTC)

She looked up to see a slightly familiar face. Of course, she couldn't out her finger on it, but it was still familiar. After a moment, she cleared her throat to get his attention. "Er... Excusez-Moi!" She called out. "Do-" She cleared her throat again, trying to tone down the frenchness of her accent. "W-where's the... The spare broomsticks?" Despite her efforts, her accent was very french.


ChrisWB
Chris Richards - Protective Jokester ♠ Gryffindor Seventh Year ♠ Summer Job at WWW

- Things change constantly, whether we like it or not.
Message Me  - 22:32, May 17, 2017 (UTC)

Chris blinked at the familiar face. "Um...Their in the broom closet over there." He pointed to the shack near the pitch. Naturally, his American accent was still there just not as much so. Basically it sounded like a mix between American and British.


Lili1

Lili Vermont Seventh Year Slytherin ~
-"The mere act of being alive is very dangerous."

 – 22:33, May 17, 2017 (UTC)

Lili pauses for a moment, tilts her head, and narrows her eyes slightly. "What is your name?" She questions.


ChrisWB
Chris Richards - Protective Jokester ♠ Gryffindor Seventh Year ♠ Summer Job at WWW

- Things change constantly, whether we like it or not.
Message Me  - 22:45, May 17, 2017 (UTC)

He grinned slightly. "Christopher. Though people call me Chris." He paused. "Short and sweet." He tilted his head. "What's your name?"


Lili1

Lili Vermont Seventh Year Slytherin ~
-"The mere act of being alive is very dangerous."

 – 22:46, May 17, 2017 (UTC)

She looked him over for a moment. "Well you're definitely short." She smirked. "Lili. I'm here for my last year, from Beauxbatons. You look... REALLY familiar..."


ChrisWB
Chris Richards - Protective Jokester ♠ Gryffindor Seventh Year ♠ Summer Job at WWW

- Things change constantly, whether we like it or not.
Message Me  - 22:12, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

He frowned. "I am not short. I still have a couple more years of growth spurts anyways." He tilted his head slightly. "Lili? That's a familiar name...and face."


Lili1

Lili Vermont Seventh Year Slytherin ~
-"The mere act of being alive is very dangerous."

 – 22:14, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

Lili's eyes widen slightly. "Wait, I think... I think I know you." She narrows her eyes slightly. "Christopher... Richard or something. You're in the red house."


ChrisWB
Chris Richards - Protective Jokester ♠ Gryffindor Seventh Year ♠ Summer Job at WWW

- Things change constantly, whether we like it or not.
Message Me  - 22:18, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

His eyes widened. "Christopher Richards in Gryffindor." He grinned. "Did you go here? If you did...Would your name be Lili...in Slytherin?"


Lili1

Lili Vermont Seventh Year Slytherin ~
-"The mere act of being alive is very dangerous."

 – 22:20, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

Lili grins slightly. "Also known as ze--" She paused, and cleared her throat. "The Green House." She chuckles. "I remember you. I used to have a crush on you!"


ChrisWB
Chris Richards - Protective Jokester ♠ Gryffindor Seventh Year ♠ Summer Job at WWW

- Things change constantly, whether we like it or not.
Message Me  - 22:24, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

He blinked. "Really?" He's honestly trying to play it cool but he's seriously internally freaking out.
Lili1

Lili Vermont Seventh Year Slytherin ~
-"The mere act of being alive is very dangerous."

 – 22:25, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

She realized her words, and she chuckled nervously. "A little one. But I thought it would pass, we were so young."


ChrisWB
Chris Richards - Protective Jokester ♠ Gryffindor Seventh Year ♠ Summer Job at WWW

- Things change constantly, whether we like it or not.
Message Me  - 22:28, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

He blinked. "'Thought'?" This was confusing him so much on so many levels.


Lili1

Lili Vermont Seventh Year Slytherin ~
-"The mere act of being alive is very dangerous."

 – 22:31, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

"W-well, you know! I thought it would pass before I got shipped off to France with the screwed up part of my family and I-I... Well. I thought I'd never see you again, mister America... Not that I... Uh... I should..." She slowly pointed behind her towards the shack where the broomsticks were as she spoke before walking towards them.


ChrisWB
Chris Richards - Protective Jokester ♠ Gryffindor Seventh Year ♠ Summer Job at WWW

- Things change constantly, whether we like it or not.
Message Me  - 22:38, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

Chris blinked in confusion. "Okay? I'm going to be honest with you. I'm totally confused right now."


Lili1

Lili Vermont Seventh Year Slytherin ~
-"The mere act of being alive is very dangerous."

 – 22:40, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

"I used to have a crush on you... I don't anymore..." She answers, althoughshe did add a quiet "I think..." toward the end.


ChrisWB
Chris Richards - Protective Jokester ♠ Gryffindor Seventh Year ♠ Summer Job at WWW

- Things change constantly, whether we like it or not.
Message Me  - 22:42, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

Chris looked at Lili curiously. "Okay..."


Lili1

Lili Vermont Seventh Year Slytherin ~
-"The mere act of being alive is very dangerous."

 – 22:45, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

Val grabs a broom, and looks to Chris, opening her mouth to ask if he would like one as well. "...What?"


ChrisWB
Chris Richards - Protective Jokester ♠ Gryffindor Seventh Year ♠ Summer Job at WWW

- Things change constantly, whether we like it or not.
Message Me  - 22:48, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

He shrugged. "Just trying to make sure this is actually happening." He grinned as he grabbed a broom. "Up for a race around the pitch?"


Lili1

Lili Vermont Seventh Year Slytherin ~
-"The mere act of being alive is very dangerous."

 – 22:51, May 18, 2017 (UTC)~

"I mean. I gotta warn you. I played a lot in Beauxbatons." She smirked, getting on her own broom and zipping up into the sky, only pausing to wait for him.


ChrisWB
Chris Richards - Protective Jokester ♠ Gryffindor Seventh Year ♠ Summer Job at WWW

- Things change constantly, whether we like it or not.
Message Me  - 22:55, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

He grinned. "Your on!" He hopped onto his broom and zoomed towards Lili. He stopped right next to her. "How do you want to do this?"


Lili1

Lili Vermont Seventh Year Slytherin ~
-"The mere act of being alive is very dangerous."

 – 22:58, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

Lili looked around. "Come over to one of the posts. Whoever makes it to the other one first wins." She answers with no problem, and them zooms towards the nearest posts.


ChrisWB
Chris Richards - Protective Jokester ♠ Gryffindor Seventh Year ♠ Summer Job at WWW

- Things change constantly, whether we like it or not.
Message Me  - 23:00, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

He grinned as he zoomed next to her. "On three." He grinned. "1...2....3!" He began to zoom towards the post on the other side of the field.
Lili1

Lili Vermont Seventh Year Slytherin ~
-"The mere act of being alive is very dangerous."

 – 23:15, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

Lili chuckles, and follows suit, zooming up, and catching up with no problem. "Do you still play? You seem out of practice!" She yells over to him, going full speed in an attempt to pass him


ChrisWB
Chris Richards - Protective Jokester ♠ Gryffindor Seventh Year ♠ Summer Job at WWW

- Things change constantly, whether we like it or not.
Message Me  - 23:18, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

He stuck his tongue out at Lili as he went a little bit faster. "I played in Ilvermorny! Didn't sign up last year and this year!"


Lili1

Lili Vermont Seventh Year Slytherin ~
-"The mere act of being alive is very dangerous."

 – 23:19, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

"Must be insignificant training!" She answered. "I didn't even know Ilvermorny had a team!" Lili chuckles, trying to zoom past him once more.


ChrisWB
Chris Richards - Protective Jokester ♠ Gryffindor Seventh Year ♠ Summer Job at WWW

- Things change constantly, whether we like it or not.
Message Me  - 23:21, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

He scoffed. "Of course they have a team!" He speed up.


Lili1

Lili Vermont Seventh Year Slytherin ~
-"The mere act of being alive is very dangerous."

 – 23:24, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

"Obviously not a very good one!" She answered, finally gaining the speed to zoom past him, getting a bit closer to the post.


ChrisWB
Chris Richards - Protective Jokester ♠ Gryffindor Seventh Year ♠ Summer Job at WWW

- Things change constantly, whether we like it or not.
Message Me  - 23:27, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

He scoffed. "It's a great team I'll have you know!" He speed up, returning too being neck and neck with Lili.


Lili1

Lili Vermont Seventh Year Slytherin ~
-"The mere act of being alive is very dangerous."

 – 23:30, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

"Hah!" She answered, her breath heavy and her heart rate up as she kept her eyes on the goal. Once close enough, Lili sped up again, reaching out towards the pole.


ChrisWB
Chris Richards - Protective Jokester ♠ Gryffindor Seventh Year ♠ Summer Job at WWW

- Things change constantly, whether we like it or not.
Message Me  - 23:33, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

He grimaced as he realized that she would win. So he naturally sped up some more in order to try and beat her. His hand reached out to touch the pole as well.
Lili1

Lili Vermont Seventh Year Slytherin ~
-"The mere act of being alive is very dangerous."

 – 23:37, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

She grimaced as she touched it, only after she saw him touch it a split second before she made contact. She cursed in French and groaned, before sighing, trying to catch her breath. "Darn you, Christopher Richards." She smirked.


ChrisWB
Chris Richards - Protective Jokester ♠ Gryffindor Seventh Year ♠ Summer Job at WWW

- Things change constantly, whether we like it or not.
Message Me  - 23:41, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

He grinned. "That was great. Split second wins are the best."


Lili1

Lili Vermont Seventh Year Slytherin ~
-"The mere act of being alive is very dangerous."

 – 23:46, May 18, 2017 (UTC)

"Don't get a big head. It just measn you barely won." Lili teases. "I miss playing."



Mason, Brynja, Tori and Nadya

Dave Franco 1
Mason Brown - Fifth Year Gryffindor ♦︎ Rule-Breaker and Law-Bender

- "One way to get the most out of life is to look upon it as an adventure."
Message Me  - 16:38, May 12, 2017 (UTC)

He had just let his team go from practice, but was still up in the air, hitting a bludger away from him and since he was the only one up there... it flew right back at him. It was good practice


Toritorres
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor, Fifth Year • Werewolf • Prefect

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 16:45, May 12, 2017 (UTC)

Her mind is just swarmed with so many thoughts she just wants to let go, so she figured doing a few extra laps around the pitch would help. Mason had stayed behind, though, she resolves to sticking in the ground and watching him from afar. Best to not interrupt him, I suppose.



BrynjaBubble
brynja skovgaard - ravenclaw, fifth year ☆ prefect

- “when the sun goes down we're both the same.”
Message Me  - 16:53, May 12, 2017 (UTC)

The blonde has headed up to the pitch with a new girl from her year; she seems to know Mason but is somewhat guarded as to how. Upon seeing Tori she grins as she thinks she might finally have something she wants to say to her, if she can get the nerve. Her broom is slung over her right shoulder and her small case with a snitch in it balanced on her hand. "Hey, Tori!"



Nadya
nadezhda nikolova - slytherin fifth year ☆ l'amore e femmina

- “and we don't have a thing to lose, no matter what we say or do.”
Message Me  - 16:53, May 12, 2017 (UTC)

The brunette still wasn't entirely sure how well settling into this new place was going, but when the blonde had told her she knew where to find Mason, she'd come along too with her own broom. She stood awkwardly a little way from the two, deciding to watch Mason rather than intrude on the girls' conversation.


Dave Franco 1
Mason Brown - Fifth Year Gryffindor ♦︎ Rule-Breaker and Law-Bender

- "One way to get the most out of life is to look upon it as an adventure."
Message Me  - 17:43, May 12, 2017 (UTC)

He spotted Nadya and was distracted temporarily causing the bludger to slam into his gut, which caused him to wince a bit in pain though he did manage to wrap his arms around the thing and cast a spell to immobilize it. Nice work Brown. Made a fool of yourself in front of you girlfriend


Toritorres
Victoria Torres - Gryffindor, Fifth Year • Werewolf • Prefect

- “Only the wind knows where it'll carry our dandelion souls,”
Message Me  - 17:47, May 12, 2017 (UTC)

Her attention was drawn to Brynja, a smile appearing on her face when she spots the blonde. It falters slightly when she sees the brunette that had accompanied her down here, and she sends a questioning look the Ravenclaw's way, at least until she hears a bludger colliding with something. She turns momentarily, wincing when she realizes it was Mason who got hit.

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