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Week Name/Date/Time: 'The Season Begins' / Friday, December 2nd 2005 / 5:00 PM.
Location: Hanging Around Quidditch Pitch
Open To: Um ANYONE. EVERYONE. Multiple?! Who knows?! It's Quidditch Hooliganery here.
Currently Involving: Scottish Quidditch Hooligan Avis
(Urgh I'm having lj text problems and layout problems. . .sorry for weird text!)
((OOC: And, uh, posting order? NOT IF WE DO THIS RIGHT. This is pre-Quidditch, go crazy.))
QUIDDITCH, MAN! Avis lived for the games. Sure, she didn't exactly understand the rules. Personally, she was more of a football girl herself. However, there was something about filling yourself with sugar (and sometimes firewhiskey, if Trent was around, but that was a whole other story), painting your face, and sitting high above with the other students. . .screaming.
Which Avis was practically bouncing off the walls over. Nobody cared if you yelled and hollered and cheered and danced around during Quidditch games. It was simply part of the experience. Now, when she did it in the common room or Great Hall. . .that was another story. She got Blaze asking "ARE YOU IN LOVE OR SOMETHING?! WHY ARE YOU HAPPY?!" and interrogating her again. Or merely odd looks from her classmates and housemates, which was just as bad.
Besides, there was something horribly fun about wearing black stripes painted under your eyes, and decking yourself out in Gryffindor Pride Wear; scarf, mittens, hat, her maroon and gold rugby shirt. . . However, she had to hide the huge yellow and black "SB YO!" painted on her stomach. That was for a certain plan Ben and her wanted to work out, where a certain twelve-meter tall boy might FALL on her. . .
But there were far more pressing matters that needed to be attended to NOW. Such as getting her adrenaline out and waiting for seating to begin. Yes, she was an hour and a half early. . .She was wicked excited! What was wrong about that?!