Quidditch Stands A

[Cinnabun Gryffie]

ღFirst YearღRavenclawღSingleღMuggle~Bornღ

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Lyre smiled and looked over at Yvette. "Ch-chaser? What's that?" she asked softly, not knowing what the girl spoke of. When the girl told her of her name's meaning, Lyre simply nodded. "Yes. My Mummah plays the lyre and the harp! She named me after her favourite instrument, and then her favourite song," she explained, not moving to tell her middle name. She set her book, Pride and Prejudice beside her, half wishing she could read, half glad she had met someone new.
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{OoC:}

 

[x-Phoenix Phyre-x]

~Yvette Tarot~

Gryffindor/First Year/Single/Pureblood

Location: Quidditch Pitch

Yvette's head tilts slightly, her eyes glancing to the cover of the book that the other girl puts down. "Chasers are the ones that handle the big red ball called the Quaffle, and try to score it in the hoops while riding on their broomsticks.. The Keeper is the one defending the hoops, the Beaters are the ones carrying clubs and hitting the heavy bludger balls at opposing players to try and knock them off their brooms or make them drop the ball, and the Seekers are the small, fast players who try and catch the tiny golden snitch for 150 points, and the end of the game..." She smiles a little bit. She didn't mind explaining the game, as it was really quite simple. Her father had told her a lot about how the game was played, at her incessant questioning when she was younger. "What about your book? I've never heard of it.. What is it about?"  

[Cinnabun Gryffie]

ღFirst YearღRavenclawღSingleღMuggle~Bornღ

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Lyre blinked. If they got knocked off their brooms going very fast, or very high, they could be seriously hurt! She gave a disapproving frown, nervous of what could happen. "Seems... deadly?" She said, looking at the girl beside her. She would just have to wait and watch, she supposed.

When her book was mentioned, Lyre looked at it. She lifted it up and handed it over. Now it was her turn to explain! "It is called Pride and Prejudice, and it is by Miss Jane Austen. It is about a family of girls and their Mum and Dad, who go off to experience love, heartbreak, and tragedy! Oh! It is my very favourite book!" she said, a girlish giggle in her tone. She seemed very happy with being trapped in the literary world.
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{OoC:}

 

[BeaterBeast525]

ℋeather ℋawthorn

❀ℋufflepuff ℭaptain and ℬeater❀
❀ℱourth ϒear❀ ℋalf~ℬlood❀
Heather and .....?
Sehza

ℋeather glanced at her brother, who questioned her whereabouts in the recent weeks. "Umm... The library, mostly. And the common room, sometimes. And even just kinda around the corridors. So... I've been around." she replied. She pondered if she should tell her brother of her night's wandering the castle and it's grounds, but decided to keep that information to herself. "Oh, look. The game's started." she blurted out, hoping to draw the attention away from herself and onto the match. Already, Sam had been hit with a Bludger. Heather didn't even cringe at the sound.

 

[Cinnabun Gryffie]

Second Year↝Gryffindor↝Pureblood↭Chaser↜Single↜

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Romy looked at his sister, a quirk in his eyebrows. When she tried to distract him, he took it as a dismissal. He flipped open his journal, glancing at the game occasionally. The Ravenclaws cheered, and he looked up to see a very frustrated Remy turning to follow another Chaser. "You can do it!" he cheered, very generically. It didn't seem as if the boy cared about the game at all.
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Wearing
{What's on my mind?}{He's on a down swing. Give him a bit...}

 

[BeaterBeast525]

❀ Single ❀ First Year ❀ Hufflepuff ❀ Halfblood ❀

❀ Heart beats fast ❀ Colors and promises ❀
❀ How to be brave? ❀
❀ How can I love when I'm afraid to fall? ❀

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Iяɪs watched the game intently, keeping her eyes on the ball called the Quaffle. Occasionally, she glanced at the players that were hit by a Bludger, but then looked back at the scarlet ball. The Chaser's were going at it, and the Keeper's were clearly doing their job. Rick, Jacob's brother, blocked a shot already, and as the Ravenclaw Chaser made his way to the Gryffindor goal posts, Jacob blocked a shot himself. "Whoo! Great catch, Jacob! You too, Rick! Awesome job!" she cheered, yelling at the top of her lungs in hopes that maybe the two Keeper's would hear her. Doubtful, but she could hope, couldn't she?

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One step closer...

 

[x-Phoenix Phyre-x]

~Yvette Tarot~

Gryffindor/First Year/Single/Pureblood

Location: Quidditch Stands

Yvette watches the game with some interest, still rooting for her home team. She hoped that they did better than the last time, though the outcome was still uncertain at this point. Still, had to ignore the regret of not bringing one of her books with her. But if she was reading, how would she watch how her team was doing. Sighing quietly, she rests her chin in her palm over her dilemma, idly watching the players flying around.  

[murruelecreuset]

Chloe Clarisse
Hufflepuff
Second Year

Location: Quidditch stand

Chloe had come to see a normal game and she nearly fell from what she found. "That's my brother!" she shouted in shock. She had no idea that he was playing Quidditch today. Looked like one of the usual members couldn't play so he was filling in. "Come on David you can do it!" she called out. Chloe really did hope he'd do well however it seemed that he was close but not close enough.

Status: Shocked
With: No one

List of Knowledge: Progress

OOC: ---

 

[Cinnabun Gryffie]

ღFirst YearღRavenclawღSingleღMuggle~Bornღ

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The tiny first year looked up and watched with interest. She had never seen a game of... whatever it was. "Wow..." she whispered, her eyes lit with interest. She really wished she had learned a kip more about Quidditch, before attempting to watch a game. Lyre looked over at Yvette, who seemed positively bored. "D-do you want to borrow my book? It will give you something to do, so you aren't so miserable."
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{OoC:}

 

[x-Phoenix Phyre-x]

~Yvette Tarot~

Gryffindor/First Year/Single/Pureblood

Location: Quidditch Stands

Looking back up to Lyre at her side, she smiled small and bashful. "Oh, no.. I should really keep watching, or I'll miss the exciting parts.. Wouldn't you want to see who catches the snitch?" She smiles and turns her attention back to the game, tilting her head slightly. ".. In most games, the team that catches the snitch is sure to win.. But sometimes, the 150 points still isn't enough to come back from behind the other team, if they've done really well..."  

[x-Phoenix Phyre-x]

~Yvette Tarot~

Gryffindor/First Year/Single/Pureblood

Location: Quidditch Pitch

Yvette pouts slightly at her team's loss. They really weren't doing well, this year. "Oh, well," she sighs out as she stands to head back to her common room, smiling small to Lyra. "Thanks for the company. I'll see you around." Waving, she turns to head back across the grounds to the castle.

~Exit~

 

[Cinnabun Gryffie]

ღFirst YearღRavenclawღSingleღMuggle~Bornღ

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Lyre looked at the girl in confusion. "Snitch? What? A hundred fifty points?" she thought, becoming visibly confused. She furrowed her eyebrows, looking disheartened. "What are you tal-" she managed to say, before the other girl was up and leaving.

Lyre clapped awkwardly, before hearing that Ravenclaw won! She clapped happily, proud of her team! Maybe now she could go back to studying in peace! She stood up, collecting her book, and headed off to the castle.

{Exit to.... Somewhere, I'm sure!}
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{OoC:}

 

[Cinnabun Gryffie]

Second Year↝Gryffindor↝Pureblood↭Chaser↜Single↜

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Romy frowned lightly when the Ravenclaw Seeker caught the Snitch. He looked at Heather, then proffered her a slight smile. "Good job everyone!" he said, not loud enough to be heard by anyone, other than perhaps Heather. He had an odd way of cheering, he knew, but it was just the way he was. He didn't want anyone to feel bad for their shoddy performances! He would feel bad! He closed his journal, making to put his things away, and smiled at Heather. As he stood, he laid a hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry. Life will get better, it always does," and with that strange bit of advice, he walked away, hands in his pockets and whistling a merry tune.
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{What's on my mind?}{Up? Down? What mood is this frickin kid in?!}

 

[murruelecreuset]

Chloe Clarisse
Hufflepuff
Second Year

Location: Quidditch stand

Chloe wished things had of worked out for her brother and his house. Gryffindor hadn't won a single game yet. "Good job guys... better luck next time..." she said before getting up and heading out of the stands. She hoped her brother was taking it well. Little did she realize he was handling it better than expected? It was his first time playing with the team and he was just glad to be a part of it, win or lose.

(Exit)

Status: Feeling bad
With: No one

List of Knowledge: Progress

OOC: ---

 

[Cinnabun Gryffie]

✺ Single✺ Chaser✺ Werewolf✺ Gryffindor✺ Pureblood✺
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Ⓡⓔⓜⓨ climbed the stands and sat front row. She wished she were playing, but today was her turn to cheer for her sister. Heather had been her support system since she was adopted by the Hawthorn's, and the girl loved to try and repay her debt. She considered much oh her life a debt, and most of that to her older sister. She saw the Quaffle being tossed and she watched with a trained eye.
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Wearing
{Out of Chasing:}

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