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[quaffle_me]

Oliver Wood was standing next to a large posterboard resting on an eisle. Viktor Krum stood nearby, looking stern as usual. Oliver, on the other hand, was practically bouncing with poorly contained glee

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[dracoslytherin]

"Fun?" Draco says sceptically.

[quaffle_me]

"Fun, yeah. It's the perfect weather for it!"

[dracoslytherin]

"Says you."

[quaffle_me]

"Yes I do say. You going to join us?"

[theboywho_lived]

"I'm still interested. Erm.. Do I really need to tell you my name and position?" He laughs slightly. "Um.. Harry Potter. Seeker."

[quaffle_me]

Oliver nodded and wrote it down, "Got it -- still up for some early morning practices? Like old times?"

[theboywho_lived]

"I guess so..," he sounds doubtful though.

[quaffle_me]

"Just kidding, Harry. That was a bit of a bust, wasn't it? Anyway, I'm not sure how formal it'll be. If we don't get enough people for two teams, we may just throw a Quaffle around a bit."

[metamorphette]

Tonks, attracted by the noise as well as the bouncing, gives a grin as she realizes what this is all about. "Good idea, lads," she says with a laugh. "Sign me up-- Tonks, Chaser."

[quaffle_me]

"Tonks, Chaser. Got it." He smiled brightly, "The weather's been so good lately, I've been itching to hop on a broom again."

[metamorphette]

"I know what you mean," she nods, grinning. "Feels like spring at last, doesn't it?"

[quaffle_me]

"So it does." He paused, "... Tonks -- did you go to school with my parents? Danny and Bonnie Wood? Though she wouldn't be Wood then but -- I can't for the life've me remember her maiden name."

[not_a_rose]

You can't escape sport anywhere!

[quaffle_me]

*^_^* Sports are tricky like that.

[not_a_rose]

How dreadful. *laughing*

[quaffle_me]

Not at all. Are you up for a game?

[pad_ma]

*hopeful smile* Is there a place I can sign up to cheer you lot on?

[champion_viktor]

*smiles back* You can always cheer us on. You don't need to sign up.

[pad_ma]

*beams at him* I'll be there. Front row.