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[grady_bucher]

Week Name/Date/Time: Promises and Plans/Monday, October 10th, 2005/9:55am
Location:Grounds
Open To: Any! (Enemies maybe? :D)
Currently Involving: Grady Bucher and Tyra Jaregski

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[tyra_jaregski]

Ty was just leaving the greenhouse and on her way to her study hall when she spotted Grady running around like a complete idiot trying to get a ball that looked like an oddly shaped Quaffle. She couldn't help but not look at him seemings as though she had no idea what he was doing (not to mention he was uber cute!).

Tyra wandering over to him quickly and said, "'Ey! What are you doing? Practicing Quidditch without a broom or something?" Right about now Grady looked like a lunatic as he suddenly just plopped onto the ground.

[grady_bucher]

((Umm...Yeah. Those are ropes not robes. Just so you know. And uber cute? ^^ Squee!))

Grady snapped up, looking rather shocked. Oh, what vigilance! he barated himself, thinking of what a horrible auror he would make. Once he regained his composure, Grady finally looked around to see who had interrupted his failed attempts to sleep. He might have looked a little grumpy, but it was mostly at himself for letting himself be startled.

He took a minute to sort through the names in his head, but he finally yanked the proper one out and finally smiled. He didn't bother to use it right away, however. "What am I doing? What does it look like?" Grady held up his football, turning it around so she could see all of the different black and white patches. "Quidditch without a broom? Hardly. It's football!" He wasn't sure what sort of family she came from, but he was almost certain it wasn't muggle. Muggleborns should've known that, right? He sighed, and patted the grass. "Are you busy? Have a seat, Tyra."

A horrible sudden thought struck him. I

[tyra_jaregski]

((Yes, you read correctly uber cute. And depending on if it's like 'OMG, I want that shit' sweat, or just 'Get away from me, you look like a wet dog' sweat, she'd probably think he was even more cute!))

"I don't know. Probably some crazy muggle game. How quickly you forget I was raised around magic!" There that odd ball was again. It was so ugly too. Two seconds later Ty took out her wand and transformed the atrocious 'football' into a Quaffle. "Ah! Much better." Ty said with great gusto, sitting down next to him with pleasure. "Actually, I am busy and I'm supposed to be in a study hall. Ah well! Professor Bowens shouldn't miss me too much, I've been to every study hall this year, I think I can manage to not go to one. So, what is this game of football you talk about? Muggle thing, eh?"

Ty grabbed the football, well Quaffle now and started to juggle it back and forth while occasionally doing tricks with it.

[grady_bucher]

((It's not bad at all. He's just overly conscious about it. ^^ Another point goes to his Gryffindor Heart Throb tally!))

Grady's face scrunched up in frustration. He only had one of those at Hogwarts, and she just went and transfigured it. Not that he couldn't change it back, but his wand was up in the tower. Not only was he easily startled, but he left his wand around in odd places; oh the perfect auror he would make. Plus, what a hassle. "Much better? Now it won't properly roll!" Grady shook his head, rolled his eyes, and sighed. "It's not some crazy muggle game, either." He was having a bit of trouble defending anything that was muggle, considering he had only thrown himself into the sports part of muggle culture