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Just a quick reminder about this thread: None of the Quidditch equipment is available for use. All you can use is a broom from the Broomshed or you can use your own broom. The only time that Quidditch equipment is available, is when a captain reserves the pitch for practice. |
Rose grabbed her broom from the broomshed and ran out to the pitch anxious to fly again! She put her broom on the floor and said 'Up!' firmly and the broomstick shot into her hand. She mounted it carefully, making sure she wasn't bending it and pushed her foot off the ground. She flew into the air and was delighted by the wind soaring through her hair. Luckily she had put it up! It would've been all over her face then! She grinned as she raced around the pitch and slowed down, just in case the broom needed a rest! Yes, what if it's alive? Ooooh! |
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anyone? (: Hugo walked up to the pitch, holding his Firebolt 600. It was a beauty, and this year he was finally going to use it. He left footsteps in the snow as he walked further, mounting his broom. He had really gotten better over the last year or so. And bloody fast. ZOOOOF off he was. |
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IM SORRY! this will cover all.....i hope...... Cove caught the quaffle in her right hand and threw it back at Presley. She was barely paying attention, being as she zoned out for a bit. Then William said she was the surfer from Gryffindor and introduced her to his.......girldfriend? "Oh, hello, Rose. It's nice to meet you." She said. "Teams, sweet. Who against who?" Cove asked. All she heard was teams. Focus Cove, focus. She told herself. |
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Daisy walked onto the practice pitch. Quidditch air. It felt so fresh and clean. Ok, so Daisy was probably going mad, but she couldn't help sighing happily as she walked on with her broom. The pitch was buisier than last time she was on here, but the quidditch season had started now. Daisy still wanted to practise if she was going to keep her fitness and stay on the team next year. All Daisy had was her own beaters bat, which she had owned for ages, but even without a bludger, she still needed to practise flying one handed. She mounted her broom, cursing the cold that stopped her attenting team tryouts, and kicked into the air.... It was colder than Daisy had expected, but that wasn't really a problem, as it was just so great to be on the pitch again. From a distance, she could see Rose and some other people, but Daisy was tired and not really in the mood to say hi. So she started off doing a couple of laps of the pitch, looking over the lake and up to the mountains. Daisy wasn't really a scenery kind of person, but she had to admit, this was pretty. |
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said to Presley. " Remeber, you are learning baseball and American football from me and you are an athelete just like Cove" William explained to Presley. Quote:
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