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[fifi_fo_fum]

Week Name/Date/Time: 'Daily Grind' / Sept 2nd, 2006
Location: Hogwarts Express
Open To: ALL! ANY!
Currently Involving: Fi McFinn

Standing tall, she flipped reddish brown hair over her shoulder and looked at the Hogwarts Express with those big, doey-brown eyes. She was surprisingly sans-odd costume... what a change for young Fionnabhair McFinn who,

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[esme_hinde]

Esme throw herself onto a carriage and heaved her trunk up behind her. Bloody thing got heavier every year! Looking around her, she spotted Fi, who was looking surprisingly normal.

"Oi! Fi!" she called at her. "Hope you're ready to pound those Slytherins at Quidditch this year!" Esme had been practising over the summer and was very keen that schoolwork or anything else was not going to get in her way this year. NEWTS? Pshaw. Quidditch? HELL YES.

[fifi_fo_fum]

OH, YES!!

Fi was horridly excited about Quidditch that year! She had finally decided to take the plunge and join the team. Despite her being tops at Seeking, every time she had thought about joining, she'd hear Keary's voice in her head.. mocking Quidditch players, telling her she was too good for that rubbish, etc. It only worsened when he died, but apparently now? She was over it. All the McFinns, save Keary, had played Quidditch. She was continuing the dynasty!!

Her eyes lit up with a devious smile as she spotted Esme and she made her way over, dragging her trunk behind her. "Abso-bleedin'-lutely!" she replied. For a moment, she did something akin to a 'happy dance', but immediately stopped with a clearing of her throat and cool glance about. She wasn't a fourth year anymore, she reminded herself. She had to be cool and calm. Collected, even. Esme herself didn't spring out into wild dance numbers or jump around like a bleedin' loon now, did she?! Absolutely not! But still, her voice was low and filled with

[esme_hinde]

Esme grinned hugely at the enthusiastic girl. "Excellent!" she exclaimed happily. "As long as you knock it straight at the other team!" Quidditch was going to be BRILLIANT this year! Esme was determined to go out with a bang and Quidditch seemed to be the best way to do it. Everyone remembered Quidditch players, right? This new trick of Fi's sounded high dangerous... fantastic! Esme's eyes gleamed at the thought of Bludgers shooting towards the Slytherin team at top speed. "Just make sure you catch the Snitch as well, mind you!"

She was glad to have Fi on the team this year. She'd flown with the younger girl before and knew her to be a good player and those were always welcome on the Gryffindor team. "Welcome to the team, by the way!" Punching a fist into the air, Esme cheered "Go go Gryffndor!"

[fifi_fo_fum]

Oh yes! It was sure to be highly dangerous but really, Fi could care less if she broke a couple (or all) of her bones!! It involved.. well, speeding bludgers, just the right move, and using one's brand-new broom like a bat to smack it away and to other people should the beaters fail to keep it away from her. Oh yes, and she'd aim!! So-and-so smacked it over at her? They'd be eating it ten seconds later if she got her mark right. SCORE!

Grinning, she batted her free hand in the air. "Oh, no worries of that, mate! I'll have th' snitch 'fore ye can say 'MERLINS SOCKS'." Not that people regularly said that. Or that Fi did. Ohhhh no, yeah, Fi's dedication to not acting like an over-excited six-year-old with a lolly was not going well. She was practically bouncing in place, she was so bloody excited over it all.

Blimey.

"Thank ye!" she replied, face absolutely breaking with excitement as she formed a fist with said free hand and brought it up to her chest. "I can't bleedin' wait, ye know! FOR GREGORIOUS!"