Isobel saw Maybelle come out there. Great. Her plan was to try to not be seen by Maybelle, but then she got distracted. By cupcakes. She wandered over to where Katie and Maybelle were. "Those are pretty sweet cupcakes. " She nodded to prove her point. "Can I have one?"

Dallin grinned, looking at the field again. He wished some other kids would show up so that he could start a game with someone who wasn't already playing one, because he wasn't about to ask the professor and groundskeeper to play a game with him. That would be weird. When the professor mentioned football, Dal smiled a bit cheekily. "It's weird, isn't it? Maybe because of the kick off at the beginning, and field goals and things like that?" He shrugged. For all he knew, maybe the people who invented football called it that just to confuse people.

"Transfiguration?" He repeated, his eyes widening a bit. He stopped playing with the soccer ball - which he'd been rolling up and down his arms - to actually pay more attention to Professor Magnus. "That's one of my favorite classes! Although the teacher at my old school was really boring." He frowned slightly as he remembered. "You're not boring, right?" Hopefully she wasn't, because that would be sad.

Isobel saw a boy who looked like he wanted to play a game. She waved him over. "Hey," she said. "Do you want to play with us?" She was going to kick a ball to him, but then she noticed that he had one of his own. "My name's Isobel by the way." Eye-so-bell.

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Alice instantly felt her cheeks flush slightly at the somewhat irritated vibe she got from Mr. Stryker when he confirmed he was the new groundskeeper. Thinking back it was a bit obvious that he was the new groundskeeper, and perhaps there was a better way that Alice could have started a friendly conversation with him. "Well...welcome to Hogwarts," Alice concluded lamely, rolling the baseball in her hand nervously.

"Thank you!" Chad bounced again. Such polite kiddies. He wanted to ruffle their hair, but he resisted. He was faaaairly certain that people didn't like getting their hair ruffled anymore.

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"What in the world?" Rafe asked himself as he was wondering the grounds. "What is this place?" It looked similar to a Quidditch pitch, but there were weird lines on the ground and students were bouncing around quaffle-like things around. It was like he stepped in a whole different world. He felt completely out of place. Maybe this was a place to practice tossing around round things with your wand? Rafe had a completely confused look on his face.

"A field," Chad answered, grinning as he looked around. Duh. "It's a field where you can play games and stuff. Like muggle games..or any games. Except Quidditch. I do not wish to encounter another Vindictus brother." One was bad enough.

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"Oh," Dallin said, looking from the woman who had spoken, to the man she had spoken of. "Yeah, it's really cool." He repeated pointlessly. When the woman spoke again, Dal turned to her and smiled.

"I like to play it, but I'm not great at it. I like football better. Er, American football." They called soccer football here, didn't they? "My name's Dallin, by the way. Dallin McKinley." It would be good to get on the professors/authority figures good side, wouldn't it? And an introduction was never a bad idea.

"I am Chad Stryker," he replied, giving the young boy a smile. "Nice to meet you, Monsieur McKinley."

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Mademoiselle? A French speaker, eh? Isabelle had noticed an accent but this was the first time she had thought to ask about it. "You're welcome," she grinned. "Are you from France?" she asked, seemingly just blurting it out. "I mean, I recognised your accent." Although, you know, France wasn't the only place you would find such an accent of course. Quebec, duh.

"I am new, yes," Issy smiled, glancing towards Chad as she answered. "To teaching here anyway, I was a student for three years many moons ago." Yes, the mere thought of how many years made her feel slightly old. "Although the castle hasn't changed much. The grounds certainly have though.." she laughed and nodded towards the field and the playing students. "Is this your first time doing a Groundskeeper job?"

Oooh! "I am," he nodded. "Born and raised there before we moved to London. What about you? Where are you from?"

He politely shut his mouth when she started to answer his question, nodding in agreement when she mentioned how much the castle hadn't changed. "It is my first time. I was a department head at the Ministry of Magic before coming here. Quite the switch. ...Do you think this is too...simple?" He looked back at the field and frowned. He had obviously picked up the things the Slytherin Captain and the Head Girl had to say, and it was starting to worry him a little.

"What about you? What did you do before this?"

Catching a movement out of the corner of his eye, Dallin looked over to see a girl waving at him. He smiled and headed over to her, dropping the ball on the ground at his feet once he was closer to her. "I'm Dallin," he told her cheerfully. "And I'd love to play."

Salander saw the baseball tossed towards Alice, about to thank the man until he heard his name and that he was "...the new Groundskeeper? Really? You are???" Salander couldnt believe it. He strode over quickly and shook the man's hand so vigorously he could've taken the arm off of its socket "Pleased to meet you Mr Stryker!" he greeted the new Groundskeeper heartily. Oh yeah this is great news! He doesnt have to watch his back for the Hufflepuff Head of House that could just feed him to the Romans at any time.

He had to wonder though "Sir, do you know what happened to the Treehouse that was standing right by here last term?" He was curious, not that he wanted to see anyone falling off of it again oh no.....

"Nice to meet you Dallin," Isobel said with a cheerful smile. "Do you play, uh...football often?" Stupid word; football. It was called. soccer. Anywho...Isobel looked around at all the people playing. "I think we should organize teams and have an actual match." She nodded vigarously. But...that may not work so well.

Well Alice welcoming him to Hogwarts seemed to have made him happy. Perhaps she had been overanalyzing him, like she usually did with new people. She was about to turn around to say something to Salander but he had already taken off, heading straight towards Mr. Stryker. Deciding that it would be rather difficult to play catch by herself Alice followed Salander, stopping once she got next to Salander.

That was a very good question...what had happened to the treehouse?

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Salander saw the baseball tossed towards Alice, about to thank the man until he heard his name and that he was "...the new Groundskeeper? Really? You are???" Salander couldnt believe it. He strode over quickly and shook the man's hand so vigorously he could've taken the arm off of its socket "Pleased to meet you Mr Stryker!" he greeted the new Groundskeeper heartily. Oh yeah this is great news! He doesnt have to watch his back for the Hufflepuff Head of House that could just feed him to the Romans at any time.

He had to wonder though "Sir, do you know what happened to the Treehouse that was standing right by here last term?" He was curious, not that he wanted to see anyone falling off of it again oh no.....

Okay, the hand shaking was a little creepy, but Chad stuck it out and made it through alive. Treehouse? "What is this treehouse you students keep speaking of? There was no treehouse here when I arrived on the grounds. So...I do not know." He threw in a shrug for added effect.

Being at a new school really sucked! Tyson barely knew anyone and he really wanted to just blow off some steam. He waltzed onto Hogwarts playing field and glanced around to see what he could do to get rid of the tension he had been feeling the moment he arrived here. He just wanted to go back to his old school and play some soccer with his mates. He sighed and decided that if he couldn't play, he might as well watch.

Satine hurried down to the playing field in her black jumpsuit with a bottle of water in hand. She needed to get out in the open air and.....do something... She just needed a break from the stuffy interior of the castle occasionally. She glanced around as she headed towards the field and saw a familiar face. As she approached, she instantly understood what the topic was.

She walked up behind them and said, "Um, I'm sorry to interrupt and butt in, but I would love to play football with you...well that is if you would let me." she said with a wink towards Dallin. She glanced around to see if anyone else seemed to be looking to play so that they could start putting together teams...or even start a game of catch or just something and she saw someone sitting by themselves.....

Satine glanced at the boy sitting down and smiled and waved at him motioning him over to them....he looked perfect to play on her team of course since he looked athletic. "Howzit, I'm Satine Farris, sixth Year Ravvie" she said with pride, "We're...well they...are trying to get a game of Muggle football going, would you be interested in playing." she said with a little wink in his direction...

Tyson noticed a girl smiling and waving at him to come over. Well, it's about time someone noticed him, he thought. They are definitely going to him on their team. He arrived in time to hear the girl introduce herself, concluding with a wink directed at him. He flashed her his best smile, "Ever so kind of you m'aam, I would be interested in playing a game but only if I was on your team." He mocked a bow, "The name's Tyson Bennett. Seventh year, Slytherin and very good at this game." He grinned. Finally, he would be able to let off steam and play a sport he really enjoyed.

Satine watched him walk over with a smile on her face...yes...yes...yes...her team..he must be on her team....and did he just bow....wow... "Well it's nice" in her head very nice..." to meet you Tyson Bennett, Seventh Year Slytherin." she said with a sparkling smile and a little giggle, "Well I'm okay with you being on my team if they are...actually you know what I call him!" she said throwing her hand up in the air. She then held her hand up for a high five from him.

"So, Tyson Bennett, tell me something about you." she said as she waited for others to join in on the game and team choosing.

"That would be great," Isobel said with a smile. "I'm trying to actually get people together to play an actual game. Want to help?" She bounced the ball up and down. "My name's Isobel by the way. What's yours?"

Satine smiled at the girl, "Great!" she paused and then continued. " O yes, I've already recruited one...." she glanced around looking for more peeps, "O it's nice to meet you, I'm Satine Farris, Sixth Year Ravvie."

Before Dallin could reply to Isobel, Satine had joined them. He turned to flash her a smile when she asked to playl, and wasn't quick enough to tell her she could; Isobel had already told her she could.

He watched as another boy joined them, smirking slightly at the exchange between the boy and Satine. An idea catching in his brain, he said out loud to anybody, "Hey, do you guys want to do a two-on-two game? It could be Satine and...you," he pointed to the boy, not knowing his name, "Against me and Isobel?" He glanced sideways at her, as if wondering if she was going to have an objection to being on his team. Psh. Yeah right.

"Nice to meet you Satine," Isobel said with a smile. She listened to Dallin's suggestion before nodding. "That sounds like it would work. What do you think Satine and..." she looked at the other boy. "What's your name?"

Satine smiled back at Dallin..she could get used to seeing him around....she smiled at him with a wink when she saw the little smirk towards her and the new boy...."Two-on-Two...yes that sounds like a great idea." she said looking over a Isobel and Tyson. Then she scrunched up her face in a mean face which wasn't very mean because it was Satine making it and looked at Dallin, "O man, you are going down!" she said giggling.

Isobel raised her eyebrows at Satine. "We'll see about that," she said with a purposefully cocky smile. "Should we start now?" She looked around, shrugged, and kicked the ball to Dallin.

Satine smiled at Isobel, "Great! Let's go!" she said as she watched the ball go to Dallin. She looked over at Tyson taking a defensive soccer stance, "I got Dallin?" she said watching the ball.and smiling at Dallin.

Dallin just cocked an eyebrow at Satine's look and taunt, watching Isobel out of the corner of his eye. When she kicked the ball he was ready, and he immediately started running. He dribbled the ball between his feet for a few steps, then kicked it back to Isobel. He grinned as he did; he couldn't seem to stop smiling when he was playing a sport, no matter what sport.

Satine smiled at Dallin and then ran after him finally catching up with his pace. She weaved with him and was surprised, well not completely, but kind of that he was doing moves like this. Just when she was fixing to steal the ball, he passed it to Isobel. She yelled at Tyson, "Here it comes! Get it!" she she ran with Dallin grabbing her hair and tightening her high ponytail.

Isobel ran down the field as he did, keeping out of Satine and the other boy's way so she would be ready whenever he passed her the ball. Years of soccer training kicked in as he passed the ball back. She dribbled the ball and ran down the field. As she got close to their goal she overestimated her feet, and her shoes. They were not cleat, just plain tennis shoes, not shoes she was used to wearing while playing soccer. She stumbled slightly, and the ball rolled a few inches away.

Seeing the ball come loose she stayed with Dallin as much as she could because she knew he would make a run for the loose ball. She glanced over at Tyson hoping he would get to it first.

Isobel was glad no one had taken advantage of her mistake. She ran after the ball and got it back under her control. She looked around and considered her options, while still running of course. Satine was by Dallin, it would be hard to pass it to him without her getting it. It was a lot easier with more people and more distractions. The other guy was far enough away that he wouldn't be able to get her ball if she kicked it really fast. Isobel ran forward and kicked it with all her might into the next. WOOHOO! Gooooooal! She turned around and grinned at Dallin.