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Day Eleven - It's a PITCH!

Oct 25, 2008 21:02

Who: Tristan, Cedric, Albus, Rose, Lily, James, Harry, Sirius, Remus, Kat, Jayne, Emmett, Jan, Eric
Where: The newly arrived pitch
When: just after breakfast.
Rating: PG

Status: Closed, assumed completed
SummaryTree I ( Read more... )

albus potter, sirius black, january cohen, harry potter, lily evans, emmett cullen, tristan moore, edward borodin, rose weasley, *day 11, @quidditch pitch, katrina dursley, james potter, eric banyon, jayne cobb, cedric diggory, remus lupin

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pronged_one October 27 2008, 01:42:14 UTC

James had heard about the pitch and come running. Alright, well flying technically, but the point still stood. Funny how he could mosey around like a snail most of the time, but you say the word 'Quidditch' and he was to the broom store and back, quick as a flash.

He stood on the edge of the pitch and watched Tristan fly around, grinning excitedly. Finally, something familiar around here. Hopping astride his broom, he joined the other wizard in the air. For the first time since arriving, he didn't need to ruffle his hair to maintain his look.

lies_unspoken October 27 2008, 01:49:02 UTC

Sirius didn't need to be told twice there was a pitch. He was down there nearly on James' heels, laughing as he mounted his broom. "Do we have enough for a real game?" he called out to anyone who really cared to listen.

"No," Cedric hollered up at him. "But we'll see who shows up and decide teams from that," he continued.

Tristan wasn't listening much to them; he was just enjoying the freedom of flying. It was the second greatest freedom - the first, of course, was running on four paws.

chosen2bemo October 27 2008, 04:19:12 UTC

He was a bit delayed - having had to stop by and purchase a broomstick - but he was on the pitch as soon as he could make it there, grinning around and watching the others fly by on broomsticks. He grinned widely. This he could work with. Playing Quidditch with the Mauraders? How could he pass up the opportunity?

"Oi! Ced!" he called out. "No Dementers this time. Fair game all around." He grinned, remembering back to third year. Seemed like a lifetime ago. He did wonder though if enough people would show up to make fair teams. They had to have enough wizards by now, right?

Remus leaned against the bleachers, broomstick in hand and just chuckled. Quidditch wasn't entirely his passion, but his mates we fanatic enough that he supposed he could join in if they needed another player. For the moment though, he was content to just watch the others fly by overhead.

pronged_one October 27 2008, 04:23:32 UTC

"Does it matter?" he called back to Sirius as he whizzed expertly past him, a hand reaching out to catch the bloke's hair and muss it as he did so.

Why had they waited so long to put this in? You'd think a smart outfit like this would have thought of it sooner.

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drawnofshadows October 27 2008, 03:34:24 UTC

Edward wasn't interested in Quidditch, but he was interested in seeing who showed up to play Quidditch. He imagined there would be a decent turnout of wizards to play -- most of Hogwarts was crazy about it, after all.

Book in hand, he climbed the bleachers and found a seat near the middle and gazed out at the pitch. The blond blur might be Tristan, but no one else looked familiar. Opening his book, he decided to read until more people showed up or the boys flying slowed down enough that he could get a better look.

cuddlylikeme October 27 2008, 04:01:59 UTC

Jayne didn't really know what was going on. Seemed to him the object of the game had something to do with giving a bunch of guys flying around with some big sticks and letting them whack things around a bit, and he thought that could get mighty interesting if given half the chance. So he was giving it half a chance ( ... )

lies_unspoken October 27 2008, 04:10:03 UTC

Albus hadn't thought Kat should go out. Kat had protested. Kat had cajoled and pleaded and eventually won her way, because that was what Kat did. He'd wanted to go play - if someone got a game going - but Kat hadn't wanted to be left alone.

He didn't blame her.

With his broom slung over his shoulder, Albus help Kat into the bleachers. He glanced up toward the field, but it didn't look like anyone was actually playing yet - good. "If you get too hot, or too cold, or ... too tired, go back inside, okay?" he insisted to her.

"Okay, dad," she muttered, rolling her eyes. She glanced to the people there, and she recognized Jayne - but not so much the other guy. She settled down sort of near them but not so near as to be invading personal space. "I'll be fine, Al. Really."He glanced to her, to her bandages and cuts, and he wasn't so sure about that - but he let it go. Fighting with Kat when she wanted something was like hitting a brick wall. "All right ( ... )

drawnofshadows October 27 2008, 04:19:50 UTC

Edward spared the man thumping about the bleachers (had he heard a snort?) a glance before returning his eyes to his book. He looked like a hired thug and he wondered if that was exactly what he was.

A voice caught his attention and he watched the new pair curiously. His first thought was that the girl was Madam Wolffe, but she didn't sound french. He watched her openly, curiously, and once her babysitter had left, he asked, "Don't suppose your name is Ashley, is it?"

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