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Adalaide trudged her way up the stands, umbrella in hand, raincoat covering her totally cute outfit, much to her dismay. She'd decided that she'd be showing support for Dominic, seeing as they were now, apparently, actually friends and not just friends of friends. She knew for a fact that there was no way Damien would be out here, not in this weather, and so, rather than letting the rain and the thunder convince her to stay huddled up in the oh, so cozy Hufflepuff dorm room, she'd made her way to the Stands. Her already picked-out ensemble was mostly brown (she couldn't be expected to change too much, after all), but she did have on a green cardigan... that was totally covered underneath the brown cloak and flowered poncho she'd chosen to keep the warmth in and the rain out. At least the poncho was mostly green, though. She was pleased to see that the game hadn't started yet, although she was also slightly confused. It was well past time to begin, wasn't it? Ah, well. She raised a green pennant and waved it gleefully, letting out a few cheers for the snakes. Most people in her house would probably be cheering for Gryffindor, but then, most Hufflepuffs didn't have a small army of Slytherins in their inner circle the way she did. She'd come to realize that she had befriended far more serpents than she had any other house... even her own, unless one counted her teammates. Which she didn't typically, since she was only really friend with Dhyl. The others... were her teammates, and acquaintances. She liked them well enough, but she'd not really spent any time with any of them outside of games and practices. Ah, well. At least she liked them all, and was fairly certain they liked her.


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❀ ❀ ❀ You will never know until you let me go;
I'm hoping this will never end. ❀ ❀ ❀

Adalaide chuckled when Dhyl joined her, flashing open her raincoat and cape to show her green cardigan. "I'm pro-Slytherin today. Figured I've got enough friends in there, I should probably cheer for 'em at least once. Especially since I've been hanging out with Dominic, and he's playing. I had to change the color of my cardigan, though. You'd think with my plant obsession I'd own at least one thing in green..." She paused and chuckled, shrugging her shoulders. "Well, I guess I do. This raincoat is mostly green, really." She closed it back up and tucked herself in it, glad she was doing a decent job of keeping dry. She'd had to use a spell to clean the spot she was sitting in because she hadn't wanted to get her favorite skirt wet. She arched a brow at Dhyl. "You probably shouldn't sit next to me. Your sister'll probably be joining you. I don't want her to call you a traitor or something," she told him, her tone teasing. Minn was a little firecracker, from what Ada'd heard, and she was pretty passionate about her house. Not that Ada had a problem with that; she certainly wanted Hufflepuff to win, after all! Everyone called Gryffindor the underdogs because they'd gone so long without winning, but they tended to forget... Hufflepuff pretty much never won a Cup, either the House or Quidditch. Ada couldn't remember it ever happening, actually. She was hoping that her team would pull through this year and come away with a victory. Honestly, she figured that, having beat Ravenclaw, they might already have it... but that didn't mean she was going to slack off. Every goal was just more point, and more chance they'd win not just the Quidditch Cup, but the House Cup as well. And she wanted to win. It wasn't often her competitive nature took such a strong root, but this year, something just seemed different. Maybe she just wanted to send Heather off with a victory.


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❀ ❀ ❀ You will never know until you let me go;
I'm hoping this will never end. ❀ ❀ ❀

Location: Quidditich Stands

“Yes I remember hard not to, she turned one of the more interesting classes into the most boring.” Landon said laughing at the memory. “I imagine you won’t be anything like her.” He told him. Truth was he couldn’t see Bréanainn being the boring one.

Landon understood what Bréanainn was saying. A change in live style was always good kept things lively and more interesting. Besides you can’t be an athlete forever now can you? “You were a great Keeper made it interesting for us chasers in the other houses you know but I can completely understand. Though it’s too bad we can’t be young forever.” He said with a smile. “Yeah not exactly my cup of tea but being muggle born it’s easy to teach about the subject and well I needed a job and they needed a professor.” He explained. “I don’t think it was a mystery that I would rather have the job I have this year.”

“I’d like to think so. You certainly kept me on my toes during our Quidditch years. I do recall there was a time when I scored a couple shots on you for the Hufflepuff team.” Landon told him. Granted it was only a couple maybe more. It seemed he had the upper hand for a while there but at least he could say he scored on the Gryffindor team back in the days of his youth. Scanning the crowd Landon noticed groups of students coming and then he too noticed Attina not that he noticed Bréanainn looking her way.


Status: I wonder what she could possibly be reading?
With: Bréanainn

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Blood Status: Muggleborn
Wand: Inflexible//13 inches//Laurel//Dragon Heartstring
Current Age: 12
Year at Hogwarts: 2nd year
Height: 5'3"

Location: Quidditch Stands
[Wearing:Showing my Colors and a bit bundled for the Weather]
Company: With those in the Stands

God... I can barely see how can they manage on the field?

Ronna leaned on the railing, noticing that both the Slytherin and the Gryffindor teams had a rather quite cheering section as the game went on. The only cheering that really seemed to be really heard was the storm. Her blue eyes were narrowed intently as they darted across the field. It actually was a remarkably exciting game, though, at least for the spectators who braved the weather. The seekers were neck to neck. Though it looked like he didn't catch the snitch or they would have called the game. The beaters seemed to not be pulling any punches, of course, Slytherin vs. Gryffindor, she really didn't expect it. Guess her general theory a house is a house was a house more often than not was not how most thought, especially when it came to the lions and snakes. And of course the chasers were fighting it out for their best which would give the keepers a fight.

She leaned forward on the railing, fearless of the heights below her, though if she had thought about it she might be a bit more concerned considering the storm. She scowled when she noted the Slytherin prefect successfully hit Crash with a bludger in time to distract him enough from the upper classmen chaser's attempt to score. She knew enough from try-outs that Crash wasn't one to shake off a bludger as if it was nothing... few people were, and with the weather, and the fact the chaser probably had far more experience she wasn't exactly surprised Slytherin scored. "Come on Crash," She muttered, "Stop being such a baby... it's only an iron ball being hit potentially around 50 plus miles at you."

She bit her lip and pushed a stray curl out of her eyes and tugged to keep her hood up. Yeah, the weather was miserable: at least Elli couldn't say she didn't show support for her house, Ronna thought, seriously, I'm up here in this miserable weather watching the game with no motive besides cheering the team on!

Blood Status: Muggleborn
Wand: Inflexible//13 inches//Laurel//Dragon Heartstring
Current Age: 12
Year at Hogwarts: 2nd year
Height: 5'3"

Location: Quidditch Stands
[Wearing:Showing my Colors and a bit bundled for the Weather]
Company: With those in the Stands

Great balls of... and another loss.

Ronna let out a few curse words under her breath dropping back off the railing when she saw the Slytherin seeker catch the snitch. Knowing David he would be taking it personal. She spotted a beanie and noted it was Alexandria who had apparently showed up just as the game ended. She couldn't even help but being slightly annoyed, partially because she didn't like the fact that Alex couldn't have been completely honest and then the fact she showed up as late as she did. Of course, she was there when Ronna didn't even spot many of the reserves.

"Hey," Ronna said tossing back her hood not really caring about the weather, "You're on the team and you show up later than me. By the way I, and, Theo, have been freezing since before the game started." She sighed and tapped the girl on the top of her head, "Well at least you showed, more than can be said than a lot of the reserves or our house. You should go in before you catch a cold. Slytherin won. One goal and they caught the snitch. The bad luck continues."

She shook her head and headed for the steps to leave. Honestly, what really annoyed her was Toby... and the other reserves. Wasn't it their job to be there just in case? Technically, it wasn't her concern: it was the Captain's and Vice-Captain's but to know she was picked over someone who didn't even show up at the games. Some dedication that showed. A lot could be said about Ronna, but she did have loyalty, no matter what some people thought. She wondered if Crash and the rest of the team that had taken hits were okay: the beaters had been more zealous than previous games.

Adalaide chuckled at Dhyl's description of Minn's behavior. She had no idea how or why the Gryffindor apparently adored her, since they didn't hardly know one another, but she'd take it. She cheered during the game, wincing whenever anyone got hit with a bludger, waving her pennant proudly when Slytherin made a goal. When their Seeker caught the snitch, she shot up, cheering wildly. She turned to Dhyl with a smile. "Well, that was sort of short, but whatever. I'm starved, how about you? Wanna head to the Great Hall and grab lunch?" The Hufflepuff supposed they could both probably use a bath once they got inside, but she'd had an umbrella, and could magically dry her hair. She needed to get some food in her. She'd take a shower afterwards.


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❀ ❀ ❀ You will never know until you let me go;
I'm hoping this will never end. ❀ ❀ ❀

Location: Quidditich Stands

Landon remembered their seventh year quite well. Hufflepuff house was certainly luck to have him on the team. “Yeah sorry about that but you had to meet your match sooner or later.” He said. Chances were he wouldn’t be able to stand a chance against Bréanainn now. Sadly it had been awhile since he was on a broom but then again maybe he’d still have that chance. “I don’t even remember how many times people would ask me how I managed it and then when I told them they never believed me. Guess they didn’t think it was that simple.” Landon told him. Oh the memories, sure on the pitch they were practically rivals but off the pitch they were friends.

“Oh that’s Attina Elliott she teaches transfigurations to the fourth years and up.” Landon answered turning to the game as it started. He noticed the beaters on Slytherin doing a really nice job defending and then noticed his student Crash come close to blocking a shot from one of the Slytherin chasers. Scanning the field he saw the two Seekers going at it. Gryffindor seemed to be doing quite well despite the weather however he came up short leaving an opening for Slytherin. The girl caught the snitch ending the game hundred and sixty points to zero.

“Well that was a shame for Gryffindor I thought they might get this one.” Landon said. Sadly Gryffindor didn’t have much luck but Slytherin was off to a great start. “I expect good things from the Slytherin team.” He admitted. “We best head inside I suppose.” Landon added standing. The weather called for it anyways.


Status: To bad it looked promising.
With: Bréanainn

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