Date: 7 July 2005
Characters: Alicia Spinnet, Orla Quirke, Fleur Delacour, Lavender Brown, Justin Finch-Fletchley, Cedric Diggory, Dennis Creevey, Greg Goyle, Marietta Edgecombe, Padma Patil, Parvati Patil
Location: Quidditch Pitch
Status: Public
Summary: The Basket's Thread
Completion: Incomplete
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A Tisket, A Tasket )
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Her hair was up in a ponytail (a brilliant shade of orange today), her trusty old Weird Sisters shirt her outfit of the day. With a bounce in her step, Tonks headed down to the Quidditch area just as the announcement was being made for the baskets. She added hers to the pile, then found a nice vantage point for the race and plopped herself down to watch.
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He'd slipped his mother earlier in the day; he was a big boy and could go off on his own, and she was a big girl and knew people here, even if she hadn't seen most of them in years.
Now, he trotted over to the finish line where Alicia was calling for the clothing and baskets, and -- making a very silly show of it -- unbuttoned his short-sleeved shirt and shimmied out of it, like he was doing a strip tease. Maybe Katie would be watching.
Laughing at his own silliness, he Levitated the shirt up onto one of the remaining empty spots, set the lunch basket he'd prepared beneath it, and then trotted off, bare chested.
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"Way to go, Diggory!!" she called out, sending him a thumb up, when she realised that she had just announced him to basically the entire Quidditch Day Area. "Ladies and Gentlemen!! That's the spirit!" Quietly she murmured "Quietus" and jumped down from the small platform to go find herself a place where she could keep an eye on the race.
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Fleur grinned at the commentary made by Alicia, whom Oliver had introduced Fleur to earlier that morning. When Alicia descended the platform Fleur stood next to her. She had a dog with her, a strange looking older dog that was about the size of Napoleon. The dog carried a disgusting purple toy in its mouth and Napoleon thought the toy was the most wonderful thing he had ever seen. Fleur looked up at Alicia.
"Napoleon seems to like your doggie," she said, "Very much so." Napoleon was now licking the dog's mouth and face.
"I wonder what kind of a stir it would cause if all ze ladies with baskets removed zeir shirts for ze race. I theenk ze fliers might injure themselves from ze distraction."
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“Bert likes everybody especially if they’ll give his chewtoy a toss or two.” She smiled at Fleur, still trying to figure out exactly what she thought of the other woman. For now, she had decided to go with alright, though it wasn’t an opinion she was completely settled on yet. “How’s your day been? Wood’s too far gone on the Quidditch for you?”
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Catching up with Fleur and Napoleon, he grinned at her, "I'd bet you that Oliver wins, but you woudn't take it"
He wondered if she'd caught Cedric's show. Dennis had certainly enjoyed it. Why were the good ones straight, taken or both?
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"Zere is some tough competition here today but I have a hunch Oli-vair will be difficult to beat," she said as she tugged at Dennis' hand, "Let us find a spot to sit...and make fun of Cedric, non?"
She laughed as they walked toward the crowd.
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Carrying it had been the trickiest part of course. Damn heavy thing it was, but she had finally brought it here, along with a cream and gold scarf. She handed the basket over to the organizers before levitating her scarf up to its spot.
There. Hopefully, he would get it.
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She found a the place where it seemed all the scarves were hovering, and after a moment's thought, sent her visor levitating up. She just hoped it wasn't a disappointment to whoever got it. At least she knew some of the fliers and stood a chance to share lunch with them.
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"Who are you favoring for this?" She asked.
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