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[godofwines]

Week Name/Date/Time: 'Jack of All Trades' / Saturday, November 18th, 2006 / one in the afternoon
Location: Quidditch Pitch
Open to: Anyone! Mostly Gryffindor team members, but other teams, too, if they're looking for a fight! And most importantly, Andy
Currently Involving: Bacchus

Ahh how he loved the smell of broom handles in the morning!

Although

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[andyfraz]

Andy left Professor Thorne at ten to one, figuring if he ran, he'd make it in time to practice but he didn't count on Aleesha Montgomery stopping him and rambling on about the soundtrack to the Matrix for a good ten minutes. After dislodging himself from her grasp, he bolted for the Quidditch pitch, slowing down only when he came into Bacchus' vision. He didn't want to seem like he was in a hurry to see him, now did he? The 7th year didn't need a bigger ego than he already had.

He casually strolled up to the box of equipment, and oh yes, hello Bach, totally didn't notice you there!

Yeah, right.

He smiled crookedly at Bach and gave a casual glance around, making sure the coast was clear. He wasn't going to pounce on him or anything, the risk of getting caught was too high. But he could flirt with a bit of confidence.

"I had a dream about you last night," he mumbled, in way of a greeting. His eyes darted around him, he did nothing to actually indicate he was flirting.

"I was sucking you off on a broom." And yet, flirting he

[godofwines]

Why good afternoon, Mr. Subtle!

Bach had to fight himself desperately to suppress a laugh! This from a guy who wouldn't even sleep with him? He flicked the ashes off the end of his fag (in Andy's general direction).

"Yeah, okay, Skipper," he said, smirking evilly at the younger boy. He wondered if this was how Andy commonly started conversations? Hello Professor Snape, I know you wanted to see me about this essay, but just so you know, I dreamed I diddled ye last night! Okay, now he had to suppress his gag reflex as well as his laughter

[andyfraz]

Andy pouted as his flirting was brutally shot down. Way harsh Mr Donovan! He swished away the ash from Bach's cigarette that was threatening to go up his nose and growled softly.

No, of course he wasn't going to practice in his jeans, he just hadn't had a chance to get changed! His pout increased twofold as he remembered that Quidditch came first to Bacchus, not fuck buddies. Or at least not his fuck buddy. "Yeah, yeah," he grumbled, "I'm going, hold ya fucking hippogriffs."

He turned away from Bacchus and silently copied his words as he made a face. Don't expect me to go easy on ye today, Frazer, he mocked, I'll beat your fine little arse there.

"You can try," he threatened with a mumble, although it was loud enough for Bach to hear him.

[godofwines]

Oh baby! Bacchus had to cover his mouth with his hand now to avoid laughing! Andy would say this, but wouldn't look him in the eye? Either the kid was a regular pussy or there was something else going on!

Reaching out silently, he grabbed Andy by the waist and pulled him very close, before kissing him on the back of the head in an almost unnoticeable move. "Thank you, baby," he purred just loud enough for Andy to hear, before releasing the boy and breaking out into fits of laughter over the entire matter.

Ohhh man. This was more fun than he'd originally thought! He threw the fag (not Andy) on to the ground and smooshed it out. "Scoot!" he shouted at Andy and slapped his ass playfully. He was in a good mood. Let's hope the team doesn't fucking ruin in by being miserable players today, eh wot?!

[godofwines]

Bacchus hadn't expected himself top cringe when he hit Andy-- but he did. He bit down on the stick so hard that it snapped in two, and the longer piece fell from his lips to the ground below. Bollix! He was using that for chewing on! And now he only had a little bit left. While his teeth went to furiously mushing up the small end of cardboard between them, he twirled the bat in his hand. Time to find another Bludger.

And there it was-- whizzing past him, almost as if he'd willed it there. Haha, he swung-- and missed. But only because Andy was being vulgar next to him. Twirling around on his broom to catch the Bludger on the rebound, he hit it, point-blank, at the younger boy, forgetting in his rage at Andy's words that it might seriously hurt him.

Shit.

[kazuki_takurai]

((THANKIES, SAMWISE. I was going to, but I forgot how xDD))

"Heh, heh..." Kazu chuckled nervously in reply. Delicate flower? Uh.. Sure! If Bacchus ever heard him agree to that statement, Kazu would probably lose his head.

Then he got that tingly sense. Almost like a spidey sense, but better, just because. Kazu's eyes narrowed as they focused in on Bacchus, the psycho mad-man sending killer Bludgers all around the field. If he kept that up, he could seriously destroy something. Including people.

"Oi, Bacchus! Bacchus, stop!" Kazu cried. "You're gonna end up hurting some--"

CRACK! A loud snap of Bacchus's bat. Kazu's gut crumpled as he realized what was bound to come next.

Shit was right.

[andyfraz]

It defied explanation but Andy somehow avoided the bludger hit back at him from close range. It looked like something out of the Matrix; he leaned right back on his broom so his spine was resting on the woody tail as the bludger flew over him only inches from his body.

"Wha..." his mouth fell open and he looked dumbstruck as he stared into the sky above. I just dodged a bludger at point blank, he told himself. FUCK YES! Pride, cockiness and an altogether feeling of superiority enveloped him as he came to grips with the feat he had just performed. That was stuff only the best Quidditch players did, not teenaged wizards who just played the sport for fun. He laughed gleefully and began to sit up so he could gloat.

Unfortunately, he'd forgotten how much pain he was in from when the bludger hit him earlier and the minute he realised he was stretching the tender skin of his shoulder, pain overwhelmed him. He panicked, thinking maybe another bludger had hit him again, and the broom tilted backwards and he began to slip back. He

[godofwines]

Bacchus watched Andy break his own nose and couldn't keep the snort of laughter from breaching his lips, although behind it, he might admit to himself, were he braver, there was a wince of pain for the boy. An instinctive and over-whelming desire almost took him-- to lick the blood from Andy's face. He could almost taste the iron-y red in his mouth, so he chewed even more furiously on the mush of cardboard in his mouth. Down, oral fixation! Back!

"Don't glare at me, you idiot," he called to the boy when he caught his eyes on him. "You did that all your own!"

He turned to see Kazu, and realized that the shouted warning that had passed through his ears moments before had come from him.

"He's fine," he warned his bestie, rolling his eyes. "Stupid git needs toughening up, doesn't he? Clumsy bint can't even hold himself up straight!"

His eyes seemed to ask the other boy, Whose side are you on, anyways?! but he didn't mouth a word of it. How dare he accuse his best friend of betraying him! No, that was very un-manly. He'd just have to