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StarShine · 05-22-2013, 05:18 PM

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Originally Posted by Kitten

Hearing Forrest speak again, the Slytherin girl turned to face the other first year, beaming at the compliment that he'd given her. Considering a lot of her childhood and family memories centered around Quidditch being told that she played well - by anyone- was a big thing for her considering it was usually her brother that was told that he was good at it.

"Thanks" she replied, still beaming at him and fighting the urge to pull him into a hug, something that would've probably been another awkward moment for the two in just this one conversation! A small smirk started playing on her face though, remembering how he'd seemed quite worried for everyone who played. "Maybe one day I'll get around to teaching you how to play after you teach me football" she teased, emphasizing the foreign word, proud that she'd remembered it.

Though she was being truthful, if he wanted to learn she'd be happy to to teach him though she wouldn't make him if he really didn't want to.

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

The young Hufflepuff boy seemed to be a bit shy on the subject and the astronomer was sort of putting some pieces together. He was not confident in magic and acted as though he had never held a wand before let alone seen it prior to Hogwarts. Now he was nervous about quidditch talk. Was he a muggle born?! If so Airey potentially had a billion and one questions for him - but he would spare the boy because there was talk of football.

"You're a football fan, Mr. Charlton? Which side are you on?"

So, Forrest didn't say a completely outrageous thing now that she was beaming, yes? He grinned back, though his grin was still on the insecure side.

"Yeah, sure," he reassured, even though he had no intentions whatsoever to fly. He could fall and die, did she know? And there would be no one to save him. He didn't still quite trust magic and wizards, but she wouldn't want to know these, of course. He'd find a way out when she insisted to teach him how to play.

When his favourite professor asked him about football, you should have seen the SHINE on his face.

His confidence was back in a second.

"I am." He GRINNED as he was extremely happy to see him KNOW about it. Then he got serious, because football was a serious business. "Tottenham," he shot fast and directly, EYEING the man for a moment to see his reaction. It'd be disheartening to see his favourite professor on the side of Arsenal or Chelsea.

"How about you?" He had to know.

05-22-2013, 05:18 PM	#100 (permalink)
StarShine DoM Kappa Join Date: Mar 2009 Location: Cell culture hood Posts: 13,005 Hogwarts RPG Name: Mona Deandra Hellmann Gryffindor First Year x5 x6	¼ of the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pls Quote: Originally Posted by Kitten Hearing Forrest speak again, the Slytherin girl turned to face the other first year, beaming at the compliment that he'd given her. Considering a lot of her childhood and family memories centered around Quidditch being told that she played well - by anyone- was a big thing for her considering it was usually her brother that was told that he was good at it. "Thanks" she replied, still beaming at him and fighting the urge to pull him into a hug, something that would've probably been another awkward moment for the two in just this one conversation! A small smirk started playing on her face though, remembering how he'd seemed quite worried for everyone who played. *"Maybe one day I'll get around to teaching you how to play after you teach me football"* she teased, emphasizing the foreign word, proud that she'd remembered it. Though she was being truthful, if he wanted to learn she'd be happy to to teach him though she wouldn't make him if he really didn't want to. Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie The young Hufflepuff boy seemed to be a bit shy on the subject and the astronomer was sort of putting some pieces together. He was not confident in magic and acted as though he had never held a wand before let alone seen it prior to Hogwarts. Now he was nervous about quidditch talk. Was he a muggle born?! If so Airey potentially had a billion and one questions for him - but he would spare the boy because there was talk of football. "You're a football fan, Mr. Charlton? Which side are you on?" So, Forrest didn't say a completely outrageous thing now that she was beaming, yes? He grinned back, though his grin was still on the insecure side. "Yeah, sure," he reassured, even though he had no intentions whatsoever to fly. He could fall and die, did she know? And there would be no one to save him. He didn't still quite trust magic and wizards, but she wouldn't want to know these, of course. He'd find a way out when she insisted to teach him how to play. When his favourite professor asked him about football, you should have seen the SHINE on his face. His confidence was back in a second. "I am." He GRINNED as he was extremely happy to see him KNOW about it. Then he got serious, because football was a serious business. "Tottenham," he shot fast and directly, EYEING the man for a moment to see his reaction. It'd be disheartening to see his favourite professor on the side of Arsenal or Chelsea. "How about you?" He had to know.