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It was Quidditch time, which meant a lot of things, but mostly that she got to sit out in the cold and watch two teams go at it. And, being a Quidditch fiend herself, she really loved days like this- minus the cold. Oh yeah, she could TOTALLY live without the cold, okay? If Quidditch was always played on a brisk spring day she would not complain at all. But she supposed, since next year she would be playing Professionally for the Harpies, she had better get used to just dealing with the cold.
AHEM, the Harpies. Yeah. That was exactly why Selina was wearing
green today. It had nothing to do with a personal preference of who should win the game today because she was not going to flat out just root for one group of people over the other. She liked people on both teams. Cough. So no personal preference on her end
even IF her best friend was the captain of the Slytherin team.
Settling into her seat on the stands, she yanked down on her beanie to keep some of the cold off of her face. Bloody wind. Well, at least the weather for the game would keep things interesting. Now all she had to do was just wait. Maybe she could count all of the flags while she wait? Eh, it was SOMETHING.
"I'm considering this Dylan's try-out," Vivi dropped into a seat next to Selina and gave the girl a broad grin. Was she sort of a sick person because she got so much pleasure from just showing up places and surprising Selina? Yes... yes, she was. But she'd missed the Claw-Gryff game, which was a battle of epic proportions - best friend vs. little brother.
Now she was just here to get a Quidditch fix and hang out with Selina. "Like... if he plays well, he can live with us after graduation. If he doesn't, he's an embarrassment and we cannot be seen with him." Quote:
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DaniDiNardo She would pretend he was talking to her because she thought West was being rather selfish to tell him not to speak to her. Not even she would do that--and she was the QUEEN of selfish. It was second nature to her but you didn't see her being all dominant dictator. "Yup! Definitely! Hopefully it stays this way!" GRIN. Oh and since she WAS going to talk to him because she WANTED to. "Here, have a ribbon." She said, fishing a yellow one from her pocket. "Cheer for Hufflepuff too because they have good players."
Mo took the ribbon without a word and tied it around his head so that the little bow dangled against his forehead. There now... he was still obviously playing favorites, but he was a bit more balanced. Good show.
And heeey, he heard Vivi. Mo turned in his seat and gave her a wave and grin (both ignored quite cheerfully) before he turned back to face the pitch. "Might snow later, but so long as it doesn't rain, I think it'll be perfect weather for Quidditch. All weather is perfect weather for Quidditch, though." Who knew who he was talking to, anyway.