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*squidnie* · 05-04-2011, 01:24 AM

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Originally Posted by HaRoHeGiNeLu

Ellie BEAMED at Dallin. So he DID like Quidditch... "YOU need to try out, then. This term." Do it.

And, she'll press the matter further later, because World Cup talk trumped Hogwarts Quidditch.

Mmmm, yeah jealousy. Uber jealous.

Ellie nodded to show she was listening. And that Treyen should continue in GREAT detail. Please.

BEAM. Of course, that was no surprise. You most likely couldn't describe a Quidditch World Cup as being anything OTHER than 'awesome'. It just happened that way.

But the outcome...SIGH. "Next year." Nod. Next year, they will win. Optimistic Ellie.

GASPPP "He did?!" Woahh. Vindi back out in the Pro-Quidditch world... That must...suck, actually... To be on the pitch, but not playing. Still, awesome.

Aw shuckkkss. He should NOT have thought of her. Not at the World Cup. There was no thinking allowed, just watching. Tsk, tsk, Treyen. Buuuut if it got her a present in the end....heh.

Blink. Blink.

What?

Ellie eyed the picture in his hand. The one with signatures on it. And just stared. Stared.

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Originally Posted by Lockhartian

Wait...he did like Quidditch? That was always a plus, he was starting to like--Ellie was beaming at the boy? Yeah, then no, Dallin, sorry, we don't like you.

There was, of course, the chance of Ellie beaming at the fact that someone else liked Quidditch, after all, she did love the sport. But Treyen's mind at the moment decided not to accept that.

No, he was not forgetting Dallin's question, he was only thinking on the fact that if the boy did try out, as Ellie suggested, and then both of them got on the team, well, that would mean...extra hours of Quidditch practice together. Just...great.

Could someone please come and get him away from this table? Anyone, really, he'd take Kaia anytime now.

So, eh, back to Dallin, "Of course," he said, the nicest tone possible, "And do you have a favorite team, Dallin?" only one. Not three, like Ellie.

The fifth year was going to nod when, wait, what? "Next year? It happens every four years, Ellie," he chuckled, otherwise it would be very exhausting for the players, and for the fans as well. And for Vindictus, because the man was getting old.

"He did, and he was far too different from the Hogwarts game, he looked...even more fierce, and scary, if that's possible," and had the whole Pro-Quidditch attitude that came with old Quidditch legends. Clearly, Treyen's father was an exception.

Why was she staring at the picture like that, though? Those Quidditch players were only hanging out and smiling at whoever took the picture. He actually took it back and eyed it, in case he'd mistake the picture with another one, but no, that was the right one. "It's yours." Hand extended to her again.

"Something wrong?" was there something really wrong?

Dallin grinned back at Ellie for a second, holding a laugh in. She already knew he liked Quidditch and -- his eyes widened when she mentioned trying out. He shrugged one shoulder before Ellie went on talking to Treyen. He had a feeling he wasn't going to get out of it so easy. He didn't exactly know how he felt about trying out for the team.

"Puddlemere United," He answered automatically, looking back at the Puff. He stopped himself from adding the Holyhead Harpies. He didn't really support that team, but it was one of his favorites. "I don't see them play much, though, what with having muggle parents and whatnot..." He could imagine what would happen if he asked his parents if he could go to a Quidditch game. The look on his dad's face would be hilarious. "What about you?"

He listened to them talk about the professor for a while before tuning out. When was the headmaster gonna give his speech? Dal was hungry!

05-04-2011, 01:24 AM	#267 (permalink)
squidnie Alley Proprietor Granian Join Date: Nov 2007 Location: lurking Posts: 21,002 Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Lillian Hawkins Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Cathryn “Cat” Webb Ravenclaw Third Year Diagon Alley Proprietor: Collin O'Shea Owl Post	*giggles* Sardines ♥ // Nomsy, yo ❄ rolling in the ink ❄ Text Cut: Both of ya Quote: Originally Posted by HaRoHeGiNeLu Ellie BEAMED at Dallin. So he DID like Quidditch... "YOU need to try out, then. This term." Do it. And, she'll press the matter further later, because World Cup talk trumped Hogwarts Quidditch. Mmmm, yeah jealousy. Uber jealous. Ellie nodded to show she was listening. And that Treyen should continue in GREAT detail. Please. BEAM. Of course, that was no surprise. You most likely couldn't describe a Quidditch World Cup as being anything OTHER than 'awesome'. It just happened that way. But the outcome...SIGH. "Next year." Nod. Next year, they will win. Optimistic Ellie. GASPPP "He did?!" Woahh. Vindi back out in the Pro-Quidditch world... That must...suck, actually... To be on the pitch, but not playing. Still, awesome. Aw shuckkkss. He should NOT have thought of her. Not at the World Cup. There was no thinking allowed, just watching. Tsk, tsk, Treyen. Buuuut if it got her a present in the end....heh. Blink. Blink. What? Ellie eyed the picture in his hand. The one with signatures on it. And just stared. Stared. Quote: Originally Posted by Lockhartian Wait...he did like Quidditch? That was always a plus, he was starting to like--Ellie was beaming at the boy? Yeah, then no, Dallin, sorry, we don't like you. There was, of course, the chance of Ellie beaming at the fact that someone else liked Quidditch, after all, she did love the sport. But Treyen's mind at the moment decided not to accept that. No, he was not forgetting Dallin's question, he was only thinking on the fact that if the boy did try out, as Ellie suggested, and then both of them got on the team, well, that would mean...extra hours of Quidditch practice together. Just...great. Could someone please come and get him away from this table? Anyone, really, he'd take Kaia anytime now. So, eh, back to Dallin, "Of course," he said, the nicest tone possible, "And do you have a favorite team, Dallin?" only one. Not three, like Ellie. The fifth year was going to nod when, wait, what? "Next year? It happens every four years, Ellie," he chuckled, otherwise it would be very exhausting for the players, and for the fans as well. And for Vindictus, because the man was getting old. "He did, and he was far too different from the Hogwarts game, he looked...even more fierce, and scary, if that's possible," and had the whole Pro-Quidditch attitude that came with old Quidditch legends. Clearly, Treyen's father was an exception. Why was she staring at the picture like that, though? Those Quidditch players were only hanging out and smiling at whoever took the picture. He actually took it back and eyed it, in case he'd mistake the picture with another one, but no, that was the right one. "It's yours." Hand extended to her again. "Something wrong?" was there something really wrong? Dallin grinned back at Ellie for a second, holding a laugh in. She already knew he liked Quidditch and -- his eyes widened when she mentioned trying out. He shrugged one shoulder before Ellie went on talking to Treyen. He had a feeling he wasn't going to get out of it so easy. He didn't exactly know how he felt about trying out for the team. "Puddlemere United," He answered automatically, looking back at the Puff. He stopped himself from adding the Holyhead Harpies. He didn't really support that team, but it was one of his favorites. "I don't see them play much, though, what with having muggle parents and whatnot..." He could imagine what would happen if he asked his parents if he could go to a Quidditch game. The look on his dad's face would be hilarious. "What about you?" He listened to them talk about the professor for a while before tuning out. When was the headmaster gonna give his speech? Dal was hungry! __________________ ★ Kindness is its own kind of magic ★